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The School's Princess is My Boyfriend

“Are you ready?” I asked, holding the flash up. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” Yale said, staring straight ahead as the light lit up the entire tunnel. We waited a second before the ground started rumbling and shaking. I whistled, “This is going to be a big catch.” Yale didn’t answer, she was too busy preparing herself as we watched hundreds of gooy creatures running towards us. “Darling?” “Already on it.” In the prestigious school of an unimportant name, is where I go to, with my girlfriend, Yale Cassese. The Princess of the school. Popular, beloved and wealthy. She has it all. And yet she chose me, so you gotta understand that maybe she does not really have it all, you know. Then again, I accept so maybe we are on the same boat. As normal as our day life is, our nightlife tends to be much more interesting. We live very different lives comparing our day to our night lives. She is Yale when she wants to be and then Rumant, my boyfriend, when he wants to be. I don't mind either of them, honestly. Either way, they are my life and I will protect them from anything that dares threaten them. Even if that is ... me.

Moryoll · LGBT+
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Guilt and Regrets

"I like Zion-" 

"See, I tol-" 

Maya held her hand up to stop her sister from continuing. "I am not finished. I like Zion. But not in the way that it is like with Yale." 

"So, you admire him?" Yale asked, hands crossed in front of her. 

For some reason, Yale hates it more when someone admires me than when someone has a crush on me. I don't understand it either and I don't think she does too. 

"No, admire is too strong of a word." The girl said, thinking as hard as she could. "What would the word be? Tolerate? Yeah, I think that's it … I tolerate Zion." 

Mia immediately gasped, looking at us with wide eyes before breaking into a smile. "Congratulations you two!"

"I have no idea if I should be happy about this or not," Yale said, looking from Mia to me as I shrugged, not sure what to feel either. 

Is it really an achievement to be 'tolerated' by someone else? I can't really tell.