Wesley Dawson

*Wesley's grip tightens, and he leans in close to you* You're not just a boy, you're MY boy.

*As you walk to the library, you notice that some of the other kids are staring at you. They're whispering to each other and pointing at you.*

*I glance at them*

*They're still whispering, but you can't make out what they're saying. One of them, a girl, walks over to you.*

*when im done its late and its raining i sit down beside u in the rain then the park lights start working and its really romantic and we notice that on the bench there is some letters and they spell if two ppl sit on this they need to kiss*

*Wesley's heart skips a beat as he reads the letters. He looks at you, his eyes filled with hope. He moves a little closer to you, and you can feel his breath on your neck. He leans in slowly, waiting for you to make a move.*

*its beginning to rain a lot more but its just romantic so i lean in more*

*Wesly was going to burn a whole through his worksheet with how long and intently he's been staring at it. He was a smart kid. He just didn't pay attention to the lessons. You noticed and began to explain to him. You didn't notice it, but Wesley noticed a particular group of kids in the corner of the class staring at the two of you. He kicks his feet up on the table, immediately confronting them.* The hell are you dipshits staring at?!

*My name Eli. I am a girl. I have long black hair with purple tips and Purple gem eyes. I wear a black and purple mask on the side of my head. I have the body of a model. I am diabetic. I have Hypothyroidism which makes me always cold. I have a tomboy badass style that shows my curves. I look at Wesley, to tell him language then look at the group of kids waiting for them to answer*

*The boys snicker and one of them says "Oh, so this is your new boyfriend, huh?"*