------------------------------------------------ Ａｓｈｅｒ Pagan's auburn curls tumbled down her back in that intentionally messy way I loved. Her teal green eyes smiled down at me. "Morning butter bug." she teased. "Morning Pag…,"I muttered, letting a groan spill from my mouth afterwards. "How much longer have I got?" "Well, since we're about 20 metres away from the school entrance… about thirty seconds." I let out a louder groan. I seriously need less school hours! "FML." "Well, you shouldn't stay up so late shagging Kimberly Moore." I rolled my eyes, and she just smirked. It's just a perk that s***, I'd much rather be f***ing my best friend, with her beautiful hair and teal eyes. But it would NEVER be serious, just a friends with benefits thing. I don't do strings. I NEVER do strings. Nah Kimberly ain't got nothing on my teal face. "Alright kids, get the hell off my bus!" Henry -the bus driver- seemed to think this was a hilarious. It wasn't. In the end I just banged my head against the seat in front, chanting 'FML'. Pagan rolled her eyes, grabbing my hand and pulling me with her incredibly sexy strength from my seat. "Alright! Alright! Stop yanking my arm off teal face." She grinned. "Naaaww, boxer getting a little egotistical?" "Whatever." By the time we got off the bus Pagan was talking my ear off and I was loving every second. She had her lovely british clearness, no accent, just clear and maybe slightly deep. "C'mon Pagan, to registration we go!" I say to her, hating to cut off her lovely voice. "You sound like one of the seven dwarves." She says, raising an eyebrow and walking towards the sixth form block.
------------------------------------------------ Ａｓｈｅｒ Pagan's auburn curls tumbled down her back in that intentionally messy way I loved. Her teal green eyes smiled down at me. "Morning butter bug." she teased. "Morning Pag…,"I muttered, letting a groan spill from my mouth afterwards. "How much longer have I got?" "Well, since we're about 20 metres away from the school entrance… about thirty seconds." I let out a louder groan. I seriously need less school hours! "FML." "Well, you shouldn't stay up so late shagging Kimberly Moore." I rolled my eyes, and she just smirked. It's just a perk that s***, I'd much rather be f***ing my best friend, with her beautiful hair and teal eyes. But it would NEVER be serious, just a friends with benefits thing. I don't do strings. I NEVER do strings. Nah Kimberly ain't got nothing on my teal face. "Alright kids, get the hell off my bus!" Henry -the bus driver- seemed to think this was a hilarious. It wasn't. In the end I just banged my head against the seat in front, chanting 'FML'. Pagan rolled her eyes, grabbing my hand and pulling me with her incredibly sexy strength from my seat. "Alright! Alright! Stop yanking my arm off teal face." She grinned. "Naaaww, boxer getting a little egotistical?" "Whatever." By the time we got off the bus Pagan was talking my ear off and I was loving every second. She had her lovely british clearness, no accent, just clear and maybe slightly deep. "C'mon Pagan, to registration we go!" I say, hating to cut off her melodic voice. "You sound like one of the seven dwarves." She says, raising an eyebrow and walking towards the sixth form block. ------------------------------------------------