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en eyes that I loved so much were now cold and icy. He hated me with all h

busive names. It usually made me feel obligated to sit

s eyes bored into mine. Some students walked past us and saw what was happening, but t

u staring at our dicks in the locker room, and it wasn't your

't even much to stare at", I said as I wiped the spit off my face, tr

me so many times in the past and it's just freaking annoying, y

o stare? The dude was drop dead gorgeous, with a chiseled body and a sex god physique, even his face

ce middle school, and he wasn't alw

me high school, and we lived next door to each other, and

r, while I was the protected. He was more like a mixture of a big brot

Hazel, and it was only a matter of time until he became popular, so popular that even seniors were s

soft, unpopular, skinny guy while he was the king of Northwest High, but never wou

llowing up his words with a slap to the face, one that had my tooth f