When lunch came around I sat with Trevor and some of his friends I had just met. A couple of their girlfriends also sat at the table. I finally felt like i fitted in somewhere after my horror. I was a part of a clique. Trevor said they were called the Squad. My squad name was Lil Dip. The squad gave me the name because of my height and i was little. I flash a huge smile across my face looking at Trevor, and then he smiled. This huge grin was splatterd across his face. It wasn't just any smile. I new someone who smiled like that, but from where was the question. "Are you okay?", Trevor questioned puzzled. "I'm fine", I replied. "I was just thinking about something". "Was it something about me", asked Trevor, with that creepy smile again. "Why would I be thinking about you"?, I questioned playfully. "Maybe because im Smexy. "I don't know about smexy but you alright. Alright gurlll quit playing while you're ahead. I'm Trevor Christopher Baines! I play varsity football and basketball. They call me Swagg around here" Is that so". "Yea girl you better be glad you cute"." And if i wasnt cute Trevor". "Nothing just nothing, you want me to walk you to your next class or what". "That would be nice mister star athelete" "So tell me about yourself". " I just met you and you already want me to scare you away". I said.
And for some reason i told him everything like weve known each other forever. (But not about the baby)
"Omg i cant believe i just told you that." i said, trying not to look at him. "Im glad you did." i could tell he really did this just made this day feel awkward. "Well see you tomorow." i said walking into the class room. He gave me a cute puppy sad face and said "Are you gonna give me hug?" i leaned in and gave him a hug. It was a very warm feeling hug... it felt good! and had my hormones acting up.
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Emotionally Damaged
Teen FictionMiracle had to deal with her baby josh that she loves her mom and her boyfriend that turns out to be who she would never think he was! (Sorry guys I wrote this story in 2013, I must have been like an 8th grader. I can see all of the grammatical erro...