A/N~ GUYS! IM SO HORRIBLE! THIS ISN'T THE NEW STORY WHERE ALL THE CHARACTER BIOS ARE GONNA BE! BUT IF YOU DON'T MIND, ID LIKE TO ADD SOME OF YOUR CHARACTERS IN HERE! ILL MESSAGE YOU AND ASK IF ITS OKAY TO USE THEM IN HERE INSTEAD OF THE OTHER ONE BEFORE I DO! AND OF COURSE I'LL MENTION YOU/Give you the credit XD ~(=
OH! And the bold is the more...sarcastic, angry side of her brain, while the italics is the more...crazy and girly side. If that makes since...
Kind of like the good angle on one shoulder and the bad devil on the other if you have any idea what I'm talking about. XD
{Lennon~}
He loves you.
He loves you not.
Shut up, shut up.
Mentally shaking my head clear, I glanced at Paul who smiled down on me slightly before taking a chug from his water bottle. He was probably the only one that got to drink in History. According to him, "I just get some damn good grades." And according to the rest of the population, "Yeah right you massive plonker, Mrs. Commer just thinks you're hot."
He is.
Your mom.
I don't have a mom.
Damn straight.
Could you guys please stop fighting, I mean honest-
Shit, what did she just say? Something about a project, when's that due, Friday, Monday?
"Yo Cliffy?" I leaned over towards Paul, hearing my heartbeat race just at the thought.
"Ya called, my lady?"
"When's that project due?"
"Honestly Lennon. You act like I would know." I rolled my eyes at the nickname he gave me when I first rolled over here from Briton, him claiming the name to belong to the only cool guy he knew from England.
Stupid, idiotic, dummy who can't even rememb-
HE'S SO CUTE~
…..You guys really aren't funny.
Tell that to ditzy.
I leaned back in my chair, tapping my pencil impatiently on the desk top and sneaking side glances at Paul occasionally.
"Ya alright there, Lennon?" He quirked a brow as he jumped out of his seat and started packing his bag. The first sign that I'd just zoned out was the blank look on my face. The second was when I didn't jump out of the class and run to the lunch room. Both of which me and Paul knew.
"I have so much homework." I threw my head back and groaned, covering up my blond moment with an easy lie.
Every moment of your life is a blond moment.
DON'T YOU LIE TO MY PAUL!
When did he become your Paul?
Uhm…
Seriously guys? Just….please.
He chuckled softly, grabbing my bag and throwing it over his shoulder, which wasn't really much considering there were barely three books in there, but still.
He is sooooo sweeeettttt.
Kill me. Now.
"Lunch?" I grinned, before walking beside Paul towards the double doors of the cafeteria.
He loves you.
He loves you not.