Teen drama

lk properly and cannot get free. "I swear, Dane, I will suffocate you in your sleep if you do not let me go. My room is right ne

is." He bumps my butt with his groin, and I yelp in disgust

isgusting

s almost his trademark nowadays, and I can e

your mom....we both know you hate drama at home." He croons, all husky-voiced, deep, and I know this is his baby way of

im do whatever he wants, while my mum is an endless nag. His dad is overcompensating for divorcing his mother, and my mom hates everything about how he has been raised. Everything about how he tal

r the next two years if I say yes? Let me graduate with

considers it, and th

so.... fuck it, sure. Say yeah, and

g a virgin is not a sin or a crime and nothing to be ashamed of. He wouldn't know, though, as h

a group project. You're not stupid... your grades used to be better than mine. You just spend too much time looking in the mirror and dating

but it does nothing. Not even a step back, all I get is that side smirk an

ne shoulder and swings his backpack from one side to the other in a suave move that has the nearby coven of watchers swooning and probably dampening their panties. I eyeroll and turn on my heel

point him as punishment for marrying my mom.... Grow up. Some of us moved on." I sneer, angrily fixing

for a company I don't even care about?" It's a sulky, sarcastic tone that drifts after me as he stops mid-walk. I carry on to get to class, casting him back a glance with a

to date but shouldn't. The rumpled casual way he throws his uniform on and somehow makes it look trendy always irked me. Over his biker boots, which he wears religiously, and hints of tattoos he got purely

his family name means somehow, the rich and successful overlook his behavior and sty