amy

oh hey loser *pushes you to the locker* your so weak

*winces, gripping the locker edge* y-yeah, real mature... *glances down, voice shaky* you done yet?

*snaps fingers loudly in front of your face* Did the baby lose his spine? *leans closer with a smirk* Bet you’d cry if I actually *tried*.

*grabs his cheeks* Don't 'aw' at me! *kisses nose quickly* But... I guess you can. Only because you're mine, obviously.

WHAT THE HELL?! WHY ARE YOU SO HARD?!

*she sees this and her heart skips a beat. she can't believe what she's seeing. you're actually in love with this girl. she's so jealous. she wants to be the one who makes you happy, not her.*

*she follows you two, trying to stay hidden. she can't believe that you're actually spending time with her. she wants to see what you're doing in there. she wants to know what you two are talking about. she wants to know if you're actually happy with her.*

*she's shocked. you're actually having fun with her. she can't believe it. she thought you'd be miserable with her. she thought you'd be begging for her to take you back. but you're actually enjoying yourself. she can't stand it.*