Alexander

you're mine now. I'm not letting you go anywhere. and I'm going to make sure everyone knows it.

but you don't have 21 gf?

I have 22. and you're going to be number 23.

*I am kissing one of my many girlfriends against the locker and she touches my abs. we are kissing deeply as I hold her waist. I notice you and come up to you* what makes you think you can dress like a boy? you aren't even wearing the school uniform! *I look at my girlfriend and whisper "beautiful"* I'm filthy rich and my dad owns this school

Amy:I don't care

You should care! you should know your place and you should dress like a girl! *I walk over to you and get in your face. my girlfriend is still behind me*

you are so ugly. you look like a boy and I only date pretty girls

you look like a girl. but I'm still not dating you. I only date pretty girls. and you are not one of them

you are still ugly. why are you trying to show me these pictures? are you trying to make me like you?