Dean sat down in his seat. The teacher wasn't there yet.
How wonderful.
For some reason, Lucky's death caused him to receive several gifts and letters giving their condolences with a multitude coming from the female population.
"Hi Dean," Helen said, she was pretty and wore her school dress very short, she also wore make-up even though it wasn't allowed. "I'm so sorry about Lucky." She said forcing Dean to hug her and then she bite the end of his ear in a smutty fashion.
"I can make you forget about Lucky and make you lucky in one night." She said, Dean pushed her away, she grabbed hold of his hand and placed a piece of paper in it, "If you change your mind." She said, batting her eyelashes and smirking before she walked away and took her seat.
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Short StoryThey say that the worst pain one can feel is letting go and for Dean Janson, a boy shattered by the death of his first love, it seems that the last thing on his mind is to let Lucky Sims go.
