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So it never surprise us when girls would stare at us, as we walked to indian class or were sitting together for lunch. I think some would secretly hope we’d sit next to them. Or finding love notes or hearts taped on our lockers at the end of the school days. I smiled at the thought of girls daydreaming about me or him taking them on dates, or being their first kisses, or even taking their virginities. “If only they knew” I thought to myself smiling as I walked by a couple holding hands. The guy noticed me smiling must have thought it was towards his girlfriend. Giving me the death stare while pulling his girl closer in a hug. The girl obviously take back a bit by the quick action as they quickly made their way into the crowd. “Wish we were like that” I thought to myself. Being able to claim my love in public. Able to shout to the world how student in love I was with my best friend and him yelling it back. It would be nice busty being able to hold hand while walking down the hall, Or being able to kiss him goodbye when we go our separate ways for class. I found myself blushing thinking about leaving cute little notes in his locker for him to read through his day. Suddenly, I felt a bit of sadness washed over me realizing our current situation, but that quickly went away when some kid ran out the bathroom with tears in his eyes almost knocked me down to get out the building. I looked over and saw the class president Adam Neal smiling with his miss USA grin looking down at his phone. He looked up at me not saying a word..just quickly jammed his phone in his pocket, grabbed his bag and walked down the hall disappearing into the crowd like the couple. I quietly shrugged to myself then made my way to my locker. It was different from all the others. It was all alone in its own corner, it was a darker shade from all the others. It had a few scratches around it, the paint peeling off a bit revealing a rusty metal underneath, but it was still in pretty good shape. Unlike Terry’s locker who was between the head cheerleader and School’s beauty locker. His fit in with everyone else’s while still standing out. He is only a few lockers down from me but it seems like it was miles away. Finally, reaching out to open my locker I release myself from my thoughts, and noticed the hallway grew quieter only a few echoes of laughter, or students sneakers squeaking while rushing up the stairs realizing they left something in their last class, or the grumbling of the janitor about how he hates his job. The crumbling of love notes left in lockers or test papers with failing grades filled my ears. I opened my locker and three different color hearts fell out of them. I bent down and picked each one up I read the biggest one first. It was a light shade of pink with “Chris” on the front of it. I flipped it over and it read, “Will you go out with me? -Sam” “Bold” I thought. Slowly crumbling her feelings in the palm of my hand then placed it in my locker, then looked at remaining two hearts I was holding. It was almost like they were actually beating, waiting for me to accept them not knowing their fate. I held the next heart to my face it was a dark green with a bit of golden glitter surrounding my name, “Chris” on the cover, upon opening it smelled like roses and hope. My eyes read, “I like you - Anna” I chuckled remembering when she spread the rumor around school college that I had a small dick. All because I refused to be her date strip to the dance last year. Taking joy and pleasure out of slowly ripping her note into confetti, I thought about sprinkling it over her head tomorrow in Science. Picturing the light leaving her eyes while she realizes I’m rejecting her again made me smile. I carefully placed the pieces in my bookbag for tomorrow’s spectacle. I started up the engine, put the shifter in reverse and looked over my shoulder, out the back window, but I couldn't take my foot off the brake... We asked the greeter to put us in a booth where we would have the most privacy. I hit the next one while he watched his friend fly through the air. Any attempt would be snuffed out before it got started, and he knows strip he would not be the only one to pay the price. It had a timer function, which I set and placed on the dresser next to the mirror. “Right under her nose,” she whimpered. They scampered to her. I've pictured it while masturbating. She saw the happy, but surprised look on his face. Lexi did me next. Aurora moaned against where my flesh joined with Cassandra's, her tongue dancing. Then another miracle happened. “They are on the opposite side of the clearing. She couldn’t help twitch a touch. "Wake up, Doris!" he said. It certainly shouldn’t affect her grades or college opportunities. I reached down with both hands, in intwining my fingers indian through her red hair, holding her more firmly against me, not letting her head bounce away with my thrusts. The thought ignited a spark as liquid seeped from between her slit. The other one was a little farther off, but we could see they were also a college family with two younger kids. His back tightens, his eyes clench, his lungs suck the air in with a deep hard gasp. She squeezes and tugs on his big hard cock. Drivas asked. Kerkman said, “When I say go, bark like a busty dog until I clap my hands.” He faced the audience and quirked his brows, a smile teasing his lips. Never mind student seemed happy for it. Derek knew without a doubt he would be hacking his meat as soon as he got away from her.