I wake up to my mom yelling. Apparently I'm gonna be late or something. OH SHIT IM GONNA BE LATE. I rip the covers off my body and sit straight up in bed. I can't be late oh no no no. I grab my phone and text Hope to let her know I probably won't be at school til after the bell.
I run to my dresser and pull out a pair of jeans and quickly tug them on. I see a faded t-shirt on my floor and throw it on, grabbing a dirty pair of converse off my floor and running out the door with my book bag practically choking me to death.
"BYE MOM SEE YA LATER" I yell, slamming the door behind me.
I reach the school not even two minutes before the bell. My book bag has rubbed my neck raw and I'm still only wearing socks. I fumble with my shoes and get them on and rush to class. I trip on my laces on the way in and fall smack dab into some kid's lap.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry" I exclaim, ripping my body from theirs and meeting their eyes. Oh god, what a pair of eyes this kid has. They're big and wide, like a kid's in a candy store. And oh the color, a light green with specks of gold floating around. I snap out of my thoughts and rush to my seat, feeling the heat on my face.
"G a y" I hear Dalton say. I shoot him a dirty look and ignore him the rest of class.
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Thank god this class is over. I'm still red from falling into that poor kid's lap.
Suddenly I feel a light tap on my shoulder, and I turn around to see the prettiest boy I've ever seen.
Messy black hair, those gorgeous eyes, and the jawline of a god. He's gorgeous.
"Oh.. Uhm..sorry to bother..but I'm Xavier" he says , his voice soft.
"Hi, I'm so sorry about this morning. I'm , uhm" I completely lose track of my words just looking at this kid. What's wrong with me? I don't even feel this way with Hope and she's my girlfriend.
"It's chill , but your name lovely?" Xavier says, a small giggle hidden behind his words.
"Oh..oh I'm sorry. I'm Oliver"
Xavier smiles when I say my name and I can't help but turn red. This is madness. I'm not even gay, but this boy. He's ...he's perfection.
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Teen FictionGirls. Girls. Girls. They're supposed to drive me wild, but they just..they don't. It doesn't make sense to me either. I'm not an unattractive guy. I've got messy brown hair and these big blue eyes that sparkle a little when I'm outside. It's not l...
