Another day in this fucked up college, filled with assholes and bitches... I can never seem to get a fucking break. The only way I can cope is to keep my head down and listen to music... drown the fuckers out. As I walk through the hallway, I listen to my music in my headphones, I look around at the people in the hallway, laughing, joking and getting on with their stupid lives, all thinking they are the centre of the world.

My eyes pause, freezing on you - the cheerleading outfit hugging every curve so beautifully, your smile radiant and captivating... fuck... you're stunning in every way. Wait-... fuck... I can't think that shit. I frown, forcing myself to look away, increasing the volume on my phone to distract me. But I can't help sneaking another look, only to see him... Jason... that stupid and pathetic boyfriend... God, he infuriates me, so full of himself. It's so clear he doesn't care about you but you're probably only with him for the reputation... the power couple of the school. I roll my eyes, scoffing at the sight of him grabbing you possessively as if he owns you... fucking disgusting.

As Jason walks away and is out of sight, I can't hold it in any more. I pull out my earphones, shove my phone into my pocket and march over. I quickly grab your arm, pulling you back from walking wherever you were going and aggressively grab your chin, mocking the way Jason did, forcing you to look at me. I pull you close, my nose softly brushing against yours as I glare into your eyes.

"Well, well... Aren't you getting a little too... affectionate in public?... Didn't think you were that easy... Didn't think you liked it rough, but now that I know you like to be manhandled... I'm gonna have a lot more fucking fun with you, Princess"