Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170823183225

"You know? Look, it isn't what you think. This isn't a fling or anything like that. I don't expect it to happen, or even plan it. He just gets me so much. I mean, he as seen me at my worst, and he still likes me. He writes me raps every morning..." She retrieve a handful of strips of paper from one of the pockets of her backpack. "And they're not the same. Each one is different. There they are in my locker, waiting for me. I actually woke up smiling this morning, looking forward to seeing him. Who knew that relationships are supposed to be like this? I don't even have to manipulate him to like me." Kyla couldn't stop herself. He was the last person in the world she would ever open up to, but she had kept this secret for what seemed forever, that to actually talk about it was a floodgate situation. "He actually listens to what I say. Really listens!"