Bryan
“Use me…I meant the laptop. It’s like a note to you…er from the laptop?” Geez, my cute note did not come off as cute but sugar daddy-ish? I can’t be a sugar daddy if I’m younger, can I? This is so painfully comical. I scratch the side of my face where I feel an uncomfortable itch- does he think I’m a perv now?
He can’t possibly believe that I’m unattracted to him, right? No- he knows. I recall all the times he’s caught me staring at him and the times he’d provoked me playfully …still I’m having doubts. I can never read him.
He stares at me, playing over my words to see if they made sense, so I explain more, “Mel does it all the time. She sticks notes in my locker like, ‘eat me Cam’ when she puts chocolate in there or ‘wear me’ if she wants me to wear a certain colour shirt, to mat
