"Yes of coarse go go!" The teacher said smiling and walking out of class for her break.
"Way to go Pixie." He said high fiving her before fixing his hair not bothering to remove the moustache putting on his jacket.
"Well is she pretty? I want to know how much competition I'm up for here Erich!" Atlanta said crossing her arms and rolling her eyes trying not to smirk tapping her hands across the top of her coffee cup.
Every morning you get up and put on a fake smile...but what if one morning you didn't? Would anyone notice?
I didn't want to admit it. It was easier to lie. Hide the hurt and emptiness. To smile instead of cry.
Never doubt my love for you ♥