Dare to Fall

lling him what I

give them generously. Still, when you're on the spot, the particular spot, you start blabbering words out of your mouth that isn't really rel

over me, my surroundings darkened. I was trembling and terrified of telling him everything

m just afraid that I might

tched schools this year in high school becau

ol tour. Even so, I can't forget about the girl I saw earlier, the one with golden hair and a beauty m

idea what was going on. It was completely uninte

kirt and a long white top greets me. She was wearing thick-rim

he knob and pulling it open. She smiles as she signals for me to enter the room;

h for my ears to hear. I took a seat on his right side (my left) as I adjusted the chai

a plea

s me. "This is your schedule, and your locker number as well as for your combination is written d

le for a school tour for you later at around..." he stops midway through his sentence and starts staring

he nods his head, smiling at me. "May I leave now? I don'

I already gave your first subject teacher a heads up about you being late

" I say as my face scrunches up into a questioning look, "Sir," I added, making him laugh as I head

en I was out of the room, and I had no idea whether it was the tardy bell or not. As I began driving, I glan

he back of my head. I look up and saw a young man towering above me a

and you're standing in the middle of it. Which means it's not my fault that I bumped into you. It's your fau

lly bump into his shoulder as I walk by, he smiles. As I opened the door with the

et that it somehow bothered me. The teacher was standing beside a student as he gav

walking

enti

girls started whispering to each other as my face turns into a questionable look. "Cayden, baby," I hear the same girl

most intimidating look that no one has ever given me, "Hello there, gorgeous," he

! Don't make me come to

l as some of the boys started to snicker in their seats. "Jeez, don't get your pant

on for t

right? So, you tell him about anything that

your teacher and go to the detention room or I'll drag you both there

walking towards the left hallway, stomping my two feet like a child. "W

ay, gorgeous," he says, making me roll my eyes and start stomping my fee

" I say as I darted my eyes on him as I continue to walk towards

n my opinion, boys like him only scream for trouble