What Makes You Different Ch. 14
Theresa was living in a dream world, one where she never wanted to wake up. Not only was she accompanied to each class by one of the most popular boys in school, she was also being pursued by another one. Never in her wildest dreams did she even imagine something like this happening. Neither did the rest of the student body who were gawking at Fox walking Theresa to and from her classes. The gossip mill was definitely flying about whether they were an item or not.
The next three weeks flew by quickly for Theresa. It seemed like one minute Fox picked her up, the next minute she was explaining to Melissa the recent events and now the last school bell rang. She didn't know how fast time could fly until now. After all the time she spent with Fox, they became pretty good friends even though they didn't hang out with one another outside of school besides riding in Fox's convertible, but neither minded at all. They both enjoyed one another's company.
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As Theresa was walking towards her locker, she wanted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming because waiting by her locker was none other than Michael holding a rose. She gave him a soft smile. She never knew anyone who was as persistent as Fox until she met Michael. Everyday he kindly asked her if he could walk her to class, and each day she graciously turned him down. She was definitely not one to turn back on her words, even if it means not spending time with the one she had a gigantic crush on.
Seeing Theresa walking towards her, Michael smiled and handed the flower to her. "A gorgeous rose for a gorgeous girl."
"Thank you so much, but you didn't have to get me anything." She took the rose and smelled the lovely scent. Then she began putting in and taking out books and folders out of her locker and backpack.
"Your welcome. Why wouldn't I want to shower you with love and affection? Besides, I can't leave you empty handed when I give you a ride home."
"But..." Theresa started to say that she already had a ride.
"No buts," interrupted Michael. "I'm not taking no for an answer this time. Besides your ankle seems like it's much better now, so there's no need to break your promise to Fox about giving him the honor of taking you home anymore. Now the pleasure will be all mine." He started to lead Theresa towards the parking lot.
Just then, Fox walked towards Theresa's locker. He stopped dead in his tracks. Did he just catch a glimpse of what appeared to be his good friend and Theresa walking towards the parking lot holding hands? He did a double take, and long and behold, it was them.
Theresa was living in a dream world, one where she never wanted to wake up. Not only was she accompanied to each class by one of the most popular boys in school, she was also being pursued by another one. Never in her wildest dreams did she even imagine something like this happening. Neither did the rest of the student body who were gawking at Fox walking Theresa to and from her classes. The gossip mill was definitely flying about whether they were an item or not.
The next three weeks flew by quickly for Theresa. It seemed like one minute Fox picked her up, the next minute she was explaining to Melissa the recent events and now the last school bell rang. She didn't know how fast time could fly until now. After all the time she spent with Fox, they became pretty good friends even though they didn't hang out with one another outside of school besides riding in Fox's convertible, but neither minded at all. They both enjoyed one another's company.
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As Theresa was walking towards her locker, she wanted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming because waiting by her locker was none other than Michael holding a rose. She gave him a soft smile. She never knew anyone who was as persistent as Fox until she met Michael. Everyday he kindly asked her if he could walk her to class, and each day she graciously turned him down. She was definitely not one to turn back on her words, even if it means not spending time with the one she had a gigantic crush on.
Seeing Theresa walking towards her, Michael smiled and handed the flower to her. "A gorgeous rose for a gorgeous girl."
"Thank you so much, but you didn't have to get me anything." She took the rose and smelled the lovely scent. Then she began putting in and taking out books and folders out of her locker and backpack.
"Your welcome. Why wouldn't I want to shower you with love and affection? Besides, I can't leave you empty handed when I give you a ride home."
"But..." Theresa started to say that she already had a ride.
"No buts," interrupted Michael. "I'm not taking no for an answer this time. Besides your ankle seems like it's much better now, so there's no need to break your promise to Fox about giving him the honor of taking you home anymore. Now the pleasure will be all mine." He started to lead Theresa towards the parking lot.
Just then, Fox walked towards Theresa's locker. He stopped dead in his tracks. Did he just catch a glimpse of what appeared to be his good friend and Theresa walking towards the parking lot holding hands? He did a double take, and long and behold, it was them.