Sammy Wilkinson♛
Tuesday, 3:08pm:
I watch her pick up the spoon and bring it to her lips, slowly pulling the ice cream off the plastic spoon. "Stop teasing." I frown, she looks up at me with furrowed eyebrows.
"Excuse me?"
I smirk, leaning over the table to get closer to her, almost crumbling at the smell of her perfume. "Stop," my eyes flicker from her eyes to her plump lips, I edge closer and closer. "Teasing me."
"I'm doing no such thing," She replies, a small smirk on those lips of hers that will soon be wrapped around my di-
Woah, calm down Sammy boy.
"Anyway," she starts, resting her chin on her hand. "Lets play a game."
"What game?" I ask, scooping some of my strawberry ice cream up.
"A get to know eachother game, for each thing we have in common, I'll give you a tip." She proposes, I grin.
"Easy." I scoff, I'll be getting a whole load of tips today.
"But there's a catch," she smirks, looking straight into my eyes with those hazel green eyes of hers. "You have to answer first so I know you're not cheating." She explains, I nod my head and tell that I will ask her a question first.
"Top or bottom?" I wiggle my eyebrows, biting my lip. "I like being top."
"It varies but nah, I prefer the bottom," She answers, winking at me.
What is she trying to do to me?
"Alright uh, favourite colour?"
"Hm," I think. "Blue." I answer, she rolls her eyes.
"Okay you got one tip." she laughs.
I grin.
Estelle Parker♕
Tuesday, 3:16pm:
"Favourite school subject?" I ask, almost finding myself lost whilst staring into his shiny, hazel brown eyes.
"...P.E?" He says, unsure.
I laugh. "Mine is history, I hate P.E."
He sighs, his shoulders sag. "Would you rather have sex with a...goat and nobody find out or not have sex with a goat and everybody think you did."
I scrunch my nose up in disgust, leaning back in my chair. "What the fuck? Are you on drugs you weirdo?"
"Nah," he laughs. "What would you rather do?" He urges, I roll my eyes.
"You have to answer first." He rolls his eyes.
"I'd rather not have sex with a goat but everyone think I did." I laugh.
"Yeah, same," I nod, picking my spoon up to eat some more ice cream. "Favourite TV show?"
"The Walking Dead for sure." He says.
"Hm, it's cool but I like It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia the best." He sighs.
"I give up with this game, I got two tips in total though." He laughs.
"Okay okay," I giggle, reaching over to write on a napkin. I call a waitress over and ask to borrow her pen. "Thanks." I smile as she gives me it.
Sammy Wilkinson♛
Tuesday, 4:21pm:
I grab the paper out of my pocket, laying down on my bed after walking Estelle home. She made me promise not to look at it until I got home, I don't know why.

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FanfictionA guy is desperate for the girl of his dreams, he asks for help to get out of his fuck boy ways. ? ? ? Story Idea credit to calumoans All Rights Reserved ? iamnateslilmama