TobitheGuy

When I returned to class, there was something poking out of my bag. It was a letter. And inside, it said this 

"Meet me behind the school after class. I have something to say."

And you know what that means right? OF COURSE A CONFESSION! Damn it author! You should've named this "My Popular Phase" HAHAHAHAHA!!!

(Sike lol)

"It's a bit embarrassing to ask... But..." 

Here it comes! 

"Can I have your brother's number?!" 

Huh? Was it just me, or did she just say 'brother'? I might be hearing things...

"It must have been the wind... but I really didn't get what you said clearly..." I asked, using my vocabulary to the fullest.

"Cmon... it's already too embarrassing to say... I said .... ummmm... I'd really love it if you shared your brother's number with me... he looks really handsome... so I'm kinda interested in him..." she said, in a crystal clear voice. 

My name is Dylan. I'm a regular 16 year old. 

Apparently, Reality decided to be the bitch it is...

Table of Just Your Regular Teen

Table of contents

Volume 1 :My name is Dylan.

Volume 2 :Sara

Volume 3