, a faggot an

this isn't really my life, my fault, sometimes you get carried away by

her, and Jack was a part of it all. We first met Ava when we were in high school together. She was always on her own and did things her way. She h

nderstanding was resolved. Despite this, they all became best friends, including Jack and me. Every day, including Sundays, we had a good time. We're having a good time as a group of four.

ng smoothly, our life was dam

ool. We noticed people giggling and whispering t

us, stunning. For a brief moment, I was moved. I've never felt this strongly about a

yone burst inside the classroom, surroundi

va approached him to get a better look at him, as

ooks, sooner or later, she will be his.' Jack teased with a

s not cheating on me, she's just a fan.' I

ause she's my girlfriend, doesn't mean she

man, not

' He emphasized

lone, Jack.'

s. I discovered he was Japanese. That's why I noticed his accent was different.

ht brown eyes, kind of muscular, white smooth skin and red lips. His eyelashes were a bit long though. He was pretty,

my head. *No, he's a guy and not a

tening. We were talking before I knew it, and Jack,

ag

t, and Charlotte decided to use the restroom. I was walking down the hall when I noticed someone pulling me towards the darkness. And kissed me, the person's mouth was so warm. Then I remembered that I was kissing someone

n of a bitch.

king to? Me? S

guys say it here in A

, like I could record it and l

zing, the best person I h

he wa

it was the alcohol I tasted or dran

s were so soft

Next

they skipped class without me. I began strolling t

ed the door while I was dusting my arm that had been touched by his hand. Who coul

me, who would think of abducting

the hell is go

odie and peered at

ing here?' I interrogat

t night at the party, right?' H

uh