I walked into school, hoping that I won't see him that day. It was the day right after we kissed. I was so ashamed that I almost didn't come in here.
"Ayo Tyler !"
Oh shit. He's here.
"What, Gabriel ?!, I said, with a nervous tone.
- Wait... you don't remember ? I mean you were kinda drunk but still !
- Ok, I will not play that little game, we kissed and that's all. Nothing's new on this point."
I didn't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk about the way I have butterflies in my stomach when I look in his light, blue eyes, nor even the way he arranges his blonde hair with each gust of wind. I can feel my cheeks become red. I hope he doesn't see it... His curls are just... too perfect. He looks like a little angel, by the way he looks innocently in my hazelnuts eyes. I don't know what I drank yesterday, because... I would NEVER kiss a guy. I am straight and he has a girlfriend. We can't just kiss and forget it the next day ! That's not how it works...
He walked to me and gently slapped my face, then said
"Don't get drunk ever again, dumbass."
I wonder why he always talks to me with this cold voice... What did I ever do to him ???
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Blondie Brune
RomanceThis is a fiction about two boys in my school, one is brunette one is blonde.