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You Can Run Away With Me Anytime You Want
School Gates
When school finished, I met Frank by the gates. He was chewing one of the strings hanging from his sweater. His hand fiddled with the other string. He looked gorgeous, and I felt a sense of pride, that I knew him, and people who were gazing at him didn't.
"Timing really isn't your strong point is it?" Frank asked, a smile warming his face. He spat out the chord and it bounced off his sweater, soaked with spit.
"Nah. I prefer to be fashionably late" I smiled back.
"Ha. Fashionable!" He smiled evilly. I hit his forearm and he rubbed it.
"Whore!" I laughed.
"I told you not to tell anyone!" Frank shushed. I burst out laughing, and everyone turned to look at me. I gave Frank a look that said 'Thanks allot, now everyone is staring at me'. He shrugged and winked.
"Timing really isn't your strong point is it?" Frank asked, a smile warming his face. He spat out the chord and it bounced off his sweater, soaked with spit.
"Nah. I prefer to be fashionably late" I smiled back.
"Ha. Fashionable!" He smiled evilly. I hit his forearm and he rubbed it.
"Whore!" I laughed.
"I told you not to tell anyone!" Frank shushed. I burst out laughing, and everyone turned to look at me. I gave Frank a look that said 'Thanks allot, now everyone is staring at me'. He shrugged and winked.
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Hmm... spit covered sweater chords... delicious ;) let me know what you think, this chapters shorter than my usual updates, as you've probably guessed xx