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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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"Are you getting ready, Zion?" Rumant asked, sitting in the window as I paced around back and forth, the uneasy feeling growing in the pit of my stomach. "Are you ok?" 

"Yeah. I'm … I'm fine." I said, still pacing. I am always on high alert, ALWAYS and I know that I am just being paranoid sometimes but … tonight, I can't relax at all. 

No matter what I do, I can't seem to breathe or even rest. From the time we came back home to now … I am not settling down at all and it is almost time for us to go to that place. 

Sucking in a breath, I pressed my head on the wall, trying to will myself to relax but nothing happened. 

"Hey, you need to calm down." Rumant appeared beside me, pressing my shoulders in an attempt to give me a massage to calm my body down but we both knows that I am too far gone for that to be effective. "What is bothering you so much, Zion?"