"Ugh, school," James-chan thought. Despite being considered THE nerd of Ouran High School, he hated having to wake up in the morning just to be surrounded by PEOPLE.
He was getting ready for school, putting his long, brown hair into a messy bun. As he stared into his ocean-blue eyes in the mirror, his mum came into his room. "I sold you to pay our debts," she said, "Come meet your new master downstairs." He gasped. He couldn't believe his ears. He hurriedly slipped on his Panic!at the disco t-shirt that was stained with blueberry jam to reflect how uncaring he was with how people thought of him.
He ran downstairs but missed a step, falling like the idiot he was. "AAAAAAH!" He shut his eyes but when he opened them again, he found himself surrounded by two (if it were more than 2 then that would be concerning, no offence to those with polydactyly) big, hunky arms with popping out veins and everything. An inch away from his face, Ouran High's notorious bad boy breathed, filling James' nostrils with the scent of mints and testosterone.
"B-b-baka!" James shouted, his face reddening instantly.
Lottie stared back with a look of astonishment, "Baka?", she questions with her deep, husky voice. "Nani?"
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A Lame Love Story
ChickLitLottie is the most popular bad boy in high school. He's cruel, heartless and hot. James is a shy nerd with a sharp mouth. Fiesty, small and weeby - everyone despises her existence and she's relentlessly bullied for her quirkiness. What happens when...
