Arsen
I texted Lola telling her to meet me at the house when she was done because David was going to give me a lift home.
“I see why you couldn’t kill her,” Pete laughed. “She’s f*****g gorgeous man. How’d you get her?”
I just raised an eyebrow in response.
“Not saying young, hot girls can’t be interested in you,” Pete said, holding his hands up in defense. “But that is a different level of hot, man. She’s flawless.”
“It just happened.” I laughed. “I saw her and I knew I had to make her mine. I remember it like it was yesterday.
When I first laid eyes on her I knew she was the one. She had brown eyes, wavy hair, and plump lips painted a matte wine red. What first caught my eye was the smirk on her face when the teacher called out everyone’s name and she didn’t reply. As I watched her
