1 Love

Blonde hair. Deep blue eyes. Perfect slender legs. Curvaceous body. Pink lips. She's almost too perfect!!!! These

thoughts ramming into my mind harder than my hand beating my cock. Eventually after my favorite 10 minutes of

the day end, I leave the stall, back to my horrible life.I could kill myself

anytime but why don't I? You ask.

Cause love is the only thing to live for!!!

Making way down the hall with a pissed off expression on my face, gnashing my teeth, putting tension on my

eyebrows. An embarrassing flashback forced its way into my mind.

Int. 5 years ago

"Hah!" laughing at me, my childhood crush Stacey and her demonic best friend Ashley continue to mock me,"So you're tryna tell me that you have a crush on me! In what world does someone as pathetic as you get to date me."

Utterly crushed, I felt stupid bowing down on the floor begging for her to date me. Holding back tears, the sadness

quickly turned into rage the moment Ashley spit and stepped on me. I wanted to kill them. But later that exact day at

night time, standing in my kitchen with a knife in my hand weighing whether it would be better to slit my throat or

not, those girls no matter what even after I die, I will always hate them.

Little did I know the hatred I had toward Stacey would change. I received a text from her.

Message:

{Hi Chris. Sorry about earlier Ashley just brings the worst in me sometimes. I really wish I could have turned

you down gentler.}

{I'm willing to give you a chance you just need to change yourself for me. If you can do these that then I lromise I'll date you.}

Int. Present

It's been five years and I'm still trying to live up to her promise. It pisses me off that it's been so long but there she

was, Stacey Goldberg the highlight of my life standing by her locker in the middle of the hall. Unfortunately the devil

is right next to her, Stacey's best friend Ashley Brown. I absolutely hate her! Approaching them I prepare myself to

engage in 'friendly fire' with Ashley.

"Hey Ashley I saw a course online on how to get rid of your bitchy personality it's cheap so if you whore yourself you might be able to afford it," greeting Ashley in the kindest way I could she side-eyes and gets

the hint that I want her to fuck off.

"Hey Chris," greeting me the light of my life Stacey's beautiful voices graces my ear. "Oh! Hey Stacey, how was your day!" I say in the deepest macho man voice I could tryna look masculine in front of her. "it's been good," she giggles, "definitely been an interesting one but yeah." Gathering courage while

getting lost in her eyes, I ask the question I've been wanting to ask patiently waiting for

"Hey Stacey, it's been 5 years I've done all I could to change and I really want to date you so what you'd say?"

The smile and the friendliness she had in her eyes disappeared instantly and she looked at me like I just asked her the

most annoying question ever.

"Just give me the weed and get lost okay? When I'm ready I'll tell you, You still giving me a discount right?."

"Ahhh, She's still playing hard to get eh?" I thought to myself, I gave her the weed and walked away.

I started selling to her at a discount in an attempt to make her give me a chance, she knew my uncle was into the drug

so after months of talking he finally let me sell for him.

Walking out the school prepared to head out, three guys appeared and started walking towards me. They were waiting

for me outside, one of them came towards me and grabbed me by shirt. How rude!

"Hey! It seems you don't know how to run a business. You sell to us at a higher price than Stacey, don't think we

haven't noticed. Listen it's either you're gonna start sell us weed at a discount or else my boys and I gon' rough you up

big time!" yelling and spitting into my face. In a fit of rage, I decided to retaliate and punch him in the gut.

"On my uncle's life, I've never seen a leader this weak! My 6 year old cousin can beat him easily!" I shouted to his guys.

The boys try to punch me but I blocked the hit and tried running away until I saw Stacey. I didn't want to look like a

wimp in front of my queen. She looked at the boys chasing after me, I looked at Stacey and I met her luscious eyes.

"I can't stop concentrating now", I said to myself. The first goon threw a punch which I caught effortlessly. I countered

by punching him in the face and throwing him against a bunch of boxes. The last guy tried to kick me in the gut. I

caught the kick and pushed him back, he took a metal pipe and tried to hit me with it. I dodged all his attacks and I took

a pipe as well. It was like a movie scene.

I let him go for the first swing, I countered the swing and kicked him in the foot making him lose balance for a split-

second. I took advantage of the chance and I roundhouse-kicked him in his left rib. In his last attempt to win, my

opponent threw his metal pipe. I intentionally dodged like I was Neo from the Matrix, Stacey's favorite movie. The guy

tried running away but I chased him and tripped him. I beat him up to a pulp. Stacey looked at my extremely defined

Greek-god like physique, my curly hair and large stature of 6 foot making me look like Keanu Reeves himself.

Stacey was beyond amazed. I looked back at her and smirked. "Finally! all my martial arts and weight training paid off", I picked up my bag and went back home.

.....Hours Later.....

Laying on my bed thinking about what happened during the day, ruining my chain of thoughts, I received a message.

! NEW MESSAGE!

I Ignored my phone and continued my daily routing but it kept so I decided to see what it was. It was from the

obsessive devil herself Melissa Adams.

Message :

|Heyy, I know you and Stacey's secret|

|I'm planning to expose you guys tomorrow|

|If you don't wanna end up in Juvy, meet me behind school 2:30 |

|Hello? You online?|