Arabella Rivera Gwen placed her elbow on the desk and rest her chin on her open palm while releasing a sigh. "I would so do Mr. Boyd if he'd just asked. I mean look at that sad, miserable, saggy balls old man
Arabella Rivera "Wait what?! How didn't I hear about this?!" Gwen shouts, breaking me out of whatever trance Haiden had trapped me in. I shook my head, furrowing my brows beyond confused by my sudden reaction
Arabella Rivera Expectedly, she had everyone's attention in the grasp of her hand. Her long legs stride like they were on a mission. Well, I guess they were. They were on a mission to wrap around Haiden's waist soon.
Arabella Rivera I took a deep breath and let it out slowly through my parted lips. My mind had been racing the entire day. I know Gwen wanted me to forget about what happened but I just, couldn't. I tried, I really did. But every single
Arabella Rivera "Arabella!" A piercing feminine voice booms through the door and wreathes through the four walls of my room. I groan, twisting and turning as I tried to kick off the tangled bedsheet wrapped around my ankles.
Arabella Rivera "Seven fifty six. Seven fifty six." I repeated as I all but raced towards the literature class. I was very aware of the ticking clock in my head. I nearly scream in frustration when Mr. Boyd's angry face pushes into my mind.