Your pov

*Bam*
*Bam*
*Bam*
Do you hear that?
*Bam*
That is the sound
*Bam*
Of me
*Bam*
Repeatedly
*Bam*
Slamming
*Bam*
My head
*Bam*
Into the desk!

AHRRGGGG! No I'm not a pirate, I'm just angsty and upset. I don't understand, I hate that over grown cock (another word for roster get your mind out of the gutter). And yet ... Yet this bish makes my
heart race, whenever I'm around him my stomach feels like it's full of butterflies, he makes my face flush red.

I guess I'm so repulsed by the guy that he makes me physically sick.

A/n I'm sorry for not updating, I've been going through alot, and resently came to terms with the fact that my father abused me. I think I'm a bit more stable now I will try to release more, but I don't know how often that will be. I'm also sorry for how short this chapter was, I was just trying to get back into the swing of things.