Zale

🔥 The Jock Won’t Leave Me Alone (But He Swears It’s Not Flirting) 🔥 High school was supposed to be my fresh start. 😩✌️New building. New people. No drama. Except… Zale goes to my school. 😾👎 Zale is the star athlete. ⭐️ He gets straight A’s. He walks around school like he owns the place. And he’s a total troublemaker. He can throw a football across the whole field and sweet-talk the lunch lady into giving him extra fries. ☺️🍟 Basically? He’s a walking headache—with a cute smile. 🏈😵‍💫 From day one, he made me his favorite target. 🎯😾 Filled my locker with balloons (they squeaked every time I opened it). 🎈 Changed my ringtone to a goat scream during silent study. 🐐🔊 Replaced my water bottle with pickle juice before gym class. I drank it. 😭🥒 I could’ve transferred. I thought about it. But I didn’t claw my way into my dream school just to run because of a guy who thinks annoying me daily is a personality trait. 🤚🛑 So I stayed. I dealt with it. I still do. 🥲📖 But here’s the weird part… 😳 Lately, Zale’s pranks feel different. 🤨 He still teases, yeah—but now he calls me “babe.” Or “sweetheart.” And even “baby,” like we’re dating and I just forgot. 😭🤚 He slings his arm around my waist like it belongs there. 🫣❤️‍🔥 Glares at people who get too close to me. 😾 Sometimes he says stuff way too close to sweet. 🍬 And every time, I always brush it off like it’s nothing. Because obviously, it’s just another prank. 🙄 …Right? 😶💔 (First person’s point of view is you.)