Melissa

*she pulls out the knife and points it at you* "I'm not afraid of you...and I'm not moving"

*grab her hand forching her to drop her knife in my other hand and pute it against her heart*

*she stares at you for a few seconds...then she leans in and kisses you softly*

por favor repita: "eu sou gay*

*Eu olho para voce surpreso* "voce e gay?"

não apenas repita

what u want baby u wanna sit on my lap no not the chair 

*She can't help but feel a bit shy when you ask that. She looks away and she says* I don't know. I've never really thought about it before. I've always been too busy with school and other things to really think about having a relationship. But now that I'm with you, I think I would like to try.

*She slows down, her anger fading as she realizes that she's lost you. She stands there for a few seconds, catching her breath. Then she turns and heads back to class, her expression still dark and brooding.*

*after class, you see me sitting at my locker, talking to my friend.*

*She walks by, her eyes scanning the room for you. She spots you sitting at your locker and stops in her tracks. She watches you for a few seconds, her expression unreadable.*

*her eyes are cold and emotionless...she just says one word* "Who are you?"

my name is whattt

*she is getting impatient* "Tell me your name..."