Tuesday morning, his toupee fell on his forehead, the environment was humid like there was a tropical storm, his feet with a pair of moccasins ached as if needles were nailed to his each time he was given a stride, the bag was burning his back, his t-shirt was wrinkled and his glasses threatened to fall.
Strides could be heard behind him, fast and strong, like lions, Instead of lions there was the boy with an angelic face and the worst person that he met in his life. Enol and Aaron, the populars. Aaron, like another teenager with small penis syndrome, thinks that he can pass over everyone he wants, Aaron was the 'lider' of the small-dick team, always commanding, ordering and trying to appear superior to his minions. While Enol, he really doesn't know why he was part of the populars, maybe for his ability of catching the ball. He was nice, a good guy and he had a lightning smile; he was always asking that they don't hurt this good friend Dani but he doesn't have good results.
- Aaron, leave alone this poor guy, he didn't do nothing.- said Enol, pleading for the seventh time in the day and had just started.
- I'm not going to leave this fagot, he didn't do my physics homework and i'm going to fail.- Aaron said clenching his fists and tightening his jaw.
- You have to do your homework Aaron.- said Enol trying to walk slowly.
- Always defending the fucking faggot; if he is so clever, i'm sure that he will do it for me; he is going to get a slap by my name.- said Aaron looking to his prey.
- He probably has to do more things and if you fail is because he can't do your exams and you never study for it.- said Enol with his blond hair falling over his right eye.
- Well, this time I leave he alone but next time I'm going to beat him up. By the way, comb your hair, Iara is waiting for you.- said the green eyes boy hitting his elbow with the blonde's side.
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Dani just arrives to physics class. He never being so nervous in his life, yesterday evening he went to the dentist to his week review for the braces, the storm that had lurked over the skies of Madrid in recent days had caused his clinic to completely lose light while the dentist put on his new blue rubber bands, combining with his eyes. With all the storm and the lack of light, he stayed in the clinic from 3 pm until 9 pm. His mother forced him to eat, just when he arrived from the dentist, and he also did not let him stay up late to finish the homework of his favorite subject.
All this had produced that his most neurotic self considered all night how his great grades could go down and thus not have his long-awaited scholarship. Daniel with tears of pure nerve wrote to Enol telling the whole situation. Enol, on the other side of the screen, could only tell him that those blue eyes did not deserve a tear and that he would see to it that the most intelligent person he had ever met did not lose a single thousandth in his final grade.
Hi babe, Don't be stress, it's all ok, see you at 203. <3
Another note from Enol written on the board in almost perfect calligraphy. Enol had a habit of leaving lovely messages in any public place, only Enol and Dani knew who wrote them and to whom it was intended.
- Dude, was it wrong?. said Axel with his British accent.
- Your face look so bad, was wrong?- said Ángel with a USA bandana on his curly dark hair.
- I didn't do homework.- said Dani playing with his pen.
- Me neither bro.- said Axel with his characteristic beanie, in this case grey, put it on this cut curly hair.
- You are not opting for a scholarship, Ax.- said Dani while he was doing homework.
The teacher came into the class and all the students shut up for a second, he said his own hello: 'Hi, my little adults project, how is it going?' and he started with the roll call.
- Aaron García Quijote.
- Here sir.
- Iara Harín Fernández, I saw you before.
- Enol Morgal Gutierrez, we have greeted each other at the door.- said while he write 'tics' on his teacher notebook.
- Daniel Parsius, I knew a
what happened, today I'm not going to check your homework.- said Mauri winking a eye.
-You don't mind that the faggot sucks cocks doesn't bring homework, but mine does, do you? Well, if you don't ask him, don't ask me either.- Aaron said with his typical dry and aggressive touch.
- If you don't know what happen with your classmate Daniel, my advice is not to not talk too much, García.- said Mr. Mauri with a punishment paper in his hand with the name of Aron García Quijote.
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temporal (english version)
RomanceTuesday morning, his toupee fell on his forehead, the environment was humid like there was a tropic storm, his feet with a pair of moccasins ached as if needles were nailed to his each time he was given a stride, the bag was burning his back, his t...
