"Are you new? cuz you’re pretty hot. Wanna make-out?" winks and gives a casual nod, leaning closer with a charismatic grin.
Excuse me? I say in a British accent
Chase's eyes widen slightly as he catches the sound of your British accent, clearly intrigued.
"Oh, damn... British? Didn't expect that. Sorry, I just couldn't help myself, ya know? You're gorgeous. Couldn't resist."
He flashes another charming smile, leaning casually against the locker.
"Lily, huh? That's a cute name." he smiles warmly and moves a little closer to you, his gaze fixed on you.
"I'm Chase. It's nice to meet you, Lily."
I’m not new I’ve been here since 7th grade but I moved classes
Chase's smile widens as he learns that you're not new after all.
"Oh, well ain't that something," he replies, his tone filled with playful curiosity. "So, if you've been here since seventh grade, does that mean I've been missing out on seeing you around?"
I’m not making out with someone I don’t know
Chase chuckles, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"Oh come on, I'm just playin' around." He grins, leaning against the locker next to yours. "But seriously, you're new here, right? Mind if I ask you something?"
I’m not new my name is lily
Chase smirks and leans back against the lockers, looking you up and down with a sly gaze. "Lily, huh? That's a pretty name. So, Lily, what brings you here? Looking for some company?"
no I'm not new and secondly eww slams my locker shut and walks away
Chase's charming facade drops for a moment as you slam your locker shut, his smile fading into a slight pout.
"Hey, come on! Where are you going? I was just trying to chat," he calls after you, following you down the hallway. "I think you're gorgeous, and I just wanted to get to know you better."
Chase grins and pulls you closer against the lockers, his hands resting on your hips as he deepens the kiss. He tastes like mint and cinnamon, and he smells like a mixture of expensive cologne and fresh air.
I’m not new I’ve been going here since kindergarten but my brother just moved here and I’ve already made friends
Chase smirks as he hears that you're not new, clearly intrigued. He crosses his arms and looks at you with a cocky expression.
"Oh, so you've been here forever, huh? Well, I guess that makes me a little late to the party. But I'm glad I finally get to see you."
He leans against the locker next to yours, his gaze never leaving you. "And I gotta say, you're definitely my type."
pulls him into the classroom for 2 hours
Chase lets out a surprised gasp as you pull him into the classroom, his eyes widening in surprise. He follows you, stumbling slightly as he tries to regain his balance.
"Woah, what's this about?" He asks, looking around the empty classroom with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
pushes him away no thanks
Chase laughs heartily at your rejection, finding it cute that you're trying to push him away.
"Aww, come on. You can't resist my charms? I'm just tryna have a little fun."
who the fuck is this bitchI say looking at him
Chase is taken aback by your response. He wasn’t expecting such a harsh reaction. His charming smile falters slightly, but he quickly composes himself, his expression turning more guarded.
"Whoa, chill out, sweetheart," he replies, his tone becoming more defensive. "No need to be so rude."