Dyspathyx wrote:
You're seventeen years old and you're stoked for summer because this is the year that your parents promised they'd let you go on your own vacation with some friends. You head off with two of your closest friends to Cancun looking for nothing but three months full of tanning and swimming. Your friends have always been the outgoing partying girls while you've been the shy one so it's not a surprise that when you first arrive they instantly head to the area where the music is blaring and the guys are dancing, leaving you to collecting sea shells by the sea shore (aha). You decide to take a break and lay your shells out beside you while you lie back on the cool wet sand and stare up at the clear sky. Before you can scream stop there he goes running on top of and managing to crack one of your shells. "I'm so sorry." You hear him sputter as he reaches down to pick up the broken remnants of your once beautiful shell. With one glance you can tell he's probably around the age of 20. This makes you wonder why he’s wearing a stupid Mickey Mouse bracelet. You glare at him but can't help but to fall into his dreamy eyes. Little did you know that this same guy would be the guy that you'd be sitting in his lap, sharing drinks, and kissing for the rest of those three months. Eventually the end of summer comes and you share one last make out session with your summer fling before returning home just in time for school. September rolls in quickly and you walk into class gushing to your best friends about how dreamy your summer guy's eyes were. You sit down and look up to find there he is. Time to meet...oh wait, not your new classmate but your new teacher. It turns out you missed his age by 5 years. He's basically fresh out of university and is ready for a new teaching job. Will you go about as if everything is normal or...will you ask for some private tutoring?
so you're the girl, i'm the guuuuy.
pick my guy?
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You're seventeen years old and you're stoked for summer because this is the year that your parents promised they'd let you go on your own vacation with some friends. You head off with two of your closest friends to Cancun looking for nothing but three months full of tanning and swimming. Your friends have always been the outgoing partying girls while you've been the shy one so it's not a surprise that when you first arrive they instantly head to the area where the music is blaring and the guys are dancing, leaving you to collecting sea shells by the sea shore (aha). You decide to take a break and lay your shells out beside you while you lie back on the cool wet sand and stare up at the clear sky. Before you can scream stop there he goes running on top of and managing to crack one of your shells. "I'm so sorry." You hear him sputter as he reaches down to pick up the broken remnants of your once beautiful shell. With one glance you can tell he's probably around the age of 20. This makes you wonder why he’s wearing a stupid Mickey Mouse bracelet. You glare at him but can't help but to fall into his dreamy eyes. Little did you know that this same guy would be the guy that you'd be sitting in his lap, sharing drinks, and kissing for the rest of those three months. Eventually the end of summer comes and you share one last make out session with your summer fling before returning home just in time for school. September rolls in quickly and you walk into class gushing to your best friends about how dreamy your summer guy's eyes were. You sit down and look up to find there he is. Time to meet...oh wait, not your new classmate but your new teacher. It turns out you missed his age by 5 years. He's basically fresh out of university and is ready for a new teaching job. Will you go about as if everything is normal or...will you ask for some private tutoring?
so you're the girl, i'm the guuuuy.
pick my guy?
letslivelife.weebly.com