I'm comfortable writing smut now, no need to worry.
I will not write smut for Charli because I'll be 18 in November. I'm not trying to be a registered sex offender.
Dixie's View
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I sigh and look up.
I bought Y/n a plane ticket so she could fly from Connecticut to California. I didn't tell her that it's an one-way ticket. She will be mine forever. Period.
We met in preschool and it's kinda stupid.
Flashback
"You're ugly." I say.
"You look like Medusa." Y/n says.
"Dumb bitch." I say.
She flips me off and I laugh.
"Be nice." Ms Anderson says.
"No." We say at the same time.
"Kiss and make-up." Ms Anderson says.
Y/n kisses me and Ms Anderson pulls her away.
"Not literally." She says.
End of Flashback
Good times.
I see Y/n and I run to hug her.
"Hey, babygirl." Y/n says.
"Hi, Bubs." I say.
We aren't dating but we do that type of shit to confuse people. I do love her her as more than a friend.
"How was your flight?" I ask.
"Long." Y/n says.
Time Skip; Y/n's View
"Casey you're gonna die!!" Iris screams in the mic.
