𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝓌ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓎 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓇

" 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭
                    𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

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" it was horrible!" I exclaim over the phone to mad's.

" details please."

" okay so, we were playing truth or dare and weird fucker from the parallel class dared me to kiss him." I say, opening a box of cookies.

" WHAT?" I could her anger over the phone.

" Those fucking bitches were pushing me into him, but thank god I got saved." I smile to myself, thinking of who saved me.

" saved by who?" She asked.

" gavira."

" oh my god! I'm starting to tolerate soccer boy." She giggled.

" I mean he's alright, I think?" I shrug to myself.

" don't pretend you aren't blushing, tell me more!" She yelled.

" gee, relax. We just went to mcdonald's after." I reply, taking a bite of the cookie.

" How are you not screeming, giggling and kicking your feet?" She asked in a high pitched voice.

" because I don't fall that easily."

" yeah yeah sure."

" shut up you are like head over heels for pedri!" I shout.

" maybe a little bit." She whispers.

" but he doesn't like me like that." I could hear the dissapointment in her voice.

" oh yeah sure, he just holds back every girls hair when she throws up and comes to her fucking school when she's crying!" I bring up everything I know about him.

" don't curse love!" Mum shouted from the living room, flicking through her magazine.

" sorry mum!" I yell back.

" back to the point." I whisper.

" Maybe but he's closed off." She sighs.

" make him open up."

I could hear her crack up a bit.

" my god madison not in that way!" I shout.

" sorry it just-" she laughed again.

" my god get a hold of yourself!"

" sorry." She replied, holding in another laugh.

" what about you and pablo tho?" She switched the convo back to ℎ𝑖𝑚.

" whag about me and pablo?" I say, making my way back to my room.

" oh please anytime he looks at you his eyes fucking glow!" She stated.

" not true!" I shot back.

" stop lying to yourself." She provoked.

" can we please stop talking abot him?" I scoff.

" fine."

" but you do find him cute. Right?" She spoke up again.

" not really my type." I reply.

" hmm, ya sure?"

" 100%."

" oh come on!" She exclaimed.

" fine he's somewhat alright I guess!" I reply angrily.

" yay!" She squeeled.

" don't get your hopes up mad's, 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 will happen between us." I hiss.