It Was A Typical Day Of Clone High. JFK Was Leaning On The Lockers, Flirting With Cleo And Joan.
Van Gogh Was Ignored, Typically. He Held His Satchel Close, And Put His Phone In His Front Pocket.
JFK And Van Gogh Made Eye Contact For A Split Second, Causing The Both Of Them To Feel A Shock And Turn Away, With Slightly Red Faces.
They Were Both Confused, Neither Of Them Were Gay.. Right? The Two Just Got Their Bags And Went To Their Class.
Which Happens To Both Be History. They Just Couldn't Escape Eachother, Apparently. Van And JFK Sat In Their Seats. Vincent In The Front, JFK In The Back.
As Class Went On, JFK Only Focused On The Back Of Van Goghs Beautiful Orange Hair. It Looked So.. Soft, And Messy. Oh The Things He--
His Thoughts Got Cut Off By The Bell For The Next Class.
Hope you enjoyed this new story im working on, it took forever to write, mental problems amirite.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
~. Flowers .~
Ficção AdolescenteVan Gogh Had A Small Obsession With Sunflowers. Almost Everyone Could Tell, From His Phone Case, To His Nails, And To His Sunflower Print Satchel. JFK Found Van Goghs Obsession Cute, Wanting To Buy Him Everything Sunflower Related In The World...
