Mason
Can I use the bathroom?" I asked raising my hand. Once I was given permission I got up, walking out of class. I fucking hate my homeroom class, it makes me want to rip my hair out.
I looked at myself in the mirror, pushing my glasses up my face a bit. I'm tired bro, fuck this school shit.
"Kill me now." I groaned, hunching over the sink.
"Well, look what we have here." I heard a voice say behind me. I smiled, looking up knowing exactly who it was.
"Hi babe." I said as Ryker walked into the bathroom.
"What're you doing in here?" He asked, walking up to me. I smiled, leaning against the sink and facing him.
"Escaping from boring homeroom." I said honestly. He chuckled, placing his hands on my waist lightly.
"Same, it's so boring. Even if the guys are in there." He said, pecking me on the lips. I smiled, kissing him again. He tried to deepen the kiss, pressing himself against me. I pushed him away lightly, chuckling
"Please Ryker, we're in school." I said. He pouted, giving me a pleading look but I just shook my head, smiling.
"Awe man! You're putting me in a bad mood." He poured. I rolled my eyes, shoving him away roughly now.
"Alright, get back to class." I said. He pouted, giving me a peck on the lips with his pouty lips.
"Okay, I love you." He said.
"I love you too." I said.
"I love you more!" He yelled as he left the bathroom. I smiled, breathing out loudly.Now you guys can see why I absolutely love Ryker Wright.
I winced as the squeaky intercom came on suddenly and the voice of our principal filled up the bathroom.
"Attention students!"
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Secret Santa (BoyxBoy)
RomanceRyker Wright. That's the name that haunts Masons dreams. He's his bully, his tormentor, and had made masons life a living hell since the seventh grade. He hated him. But what happens when what he thought was a mutual hate, turns into a confession...
