"How would you feel if I bend you across the desk and handle you with my ruler?"
forbidden love. two people. a school, now isn't this cliche?
It's this simple law, which every writer knows, of taking two opposites and putting them in a room toget...
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Elliots pov I woke up to girls yelling, I blame that only on the tour guide who thought it was a good idea to group me up with girls.. at least the hotel room was big enough for me to have my own room.
I yawn as I scratch my head.
Im hungry.
"GOOD MORNING BABES!!" I jump and ended up falling on the floor straight off the bed. Giggles echoed the room. Who the hell thought it was okay to put me in a room with Cally and two other girls?
Groaning I rub my back side and pick myself up off the floor.
Cally comes in and throws clothes at me. "Get up were going to a spring festival before the tour guide comes for our second day in rome."
"Well damn! Can I get up first?" I mean mug her and snatch the clothes off the floor.
"Oh yea-"
Shes still talking?
"Get out." I growled.
She held her hands up surrendering and closed the door.
Santino texted me but I didn't take much time to look at it because the girls kept rushing me to hurry up before people get all the free souvenirs at the festival.
So I tried my absolute best, just for those chicken heads. I did my routine, got dressed and pulled my hair into a pony and pulled two strings of hair out.
I clipped on some gold stud earrings and applied lip balm and I was finally finished.
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We walked together in the streets of Rome arms crossing with each others arms. There was people selling bread on the side and others, flowers.
I went to a cart of flowers and reached for a bundle of carnations before a woman beat me to it. I looked at her with a scrunched up face.
Cally looked nervous, I looked around for the other two girls but they seem to wander off, probably to the festival.
"Oh, im sorry darling, I was picking these up for my boyfriend.." she had long fluffy hair, a bit curly, she was tan, slightly and her eyes were covered with sunglasses.
She held a cigarette in one hand and the bouquet in the other.
She looked familiar, it irks my nerves.
Cally pulled my arm. I shake her grip off of me and cross my arms.
"I was going to grab that."
She pouted. "Aw, really? Poor ragazzo" she smirks before giving the worker his money and walking away with the flowers. [translate:Lad]
"Cmon Eli, its not that serious.. lets just go." Cally bit her lips trying to pull me.
I looked down at her and rolled my eyes. "I just wanna talk to the lady."
