•TWELVE•
"I'm so fucking lonely"
He looked her way, a who was playing basketball now sat on the bleachers with her friend.
He couldn't help but over hear their conversation. He was just right there smoking with his buddies.
"Any guy would be lucky to have you" her friend told her, encouraging her but her expression didn't change.
"I'm like a boy, guys want girls who are pretty and sexy"
"But you are pretty and sexy!"
She shot her friend a glare.
"I'm boring and tired, let's go." She got up from the bleachers and her friend followed closely behind her.
She's wrong.
She's so much more than that.
He snapped back to reality when one of his 'buddies' called his name.
"Yo! Zander! You wanna bang Emily huh?" He teased.
The rest of the people that surrounded him broke out into their playful modes and teased him.
He wishes.
Oh god she is beautiful.
But she made it clear to me she doesn't like people like him, that is, a player.
Well, what can you do.
If it was meant to be, it will be.
