He annoys the hell out of me. I look away for five seconds and he's already blowing spit balls at my head. Typical child. I throw my head back and hit my head on the desk and hide my face as he chuckles and watches. 

“Shut the fuck up,” I snarl at him as he smiles slyly. A true idiot.

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Hallo. My name is Idoun Centúra 

I am from Berlin,a city in Germany. I'm a time traveler,techie and custom who lives with their British boyfriend ,along with my stupid but bright twin Idreyous and moved to Infinitura. Lamest. Name. Ever.

I'm nineteen and I'm nice most of the time,but I don't tolerate fools. I have a gun if you don't want to shut up. Anyhow...

Yeah. I did not pick out my name. My name is my dad's fault. Along with how he made me so ugly. He couldn't help it though since he put all his effort into the “‘“gifted one”’”. 

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Idrey laughed “you cuss like a sailor.” I rolled my eyes a bit and glared at him.

“You need coffee,Hun," he chuckled.

 I fidgeted a bit and looked at the empty classroom and then the whiteboard. “Yes. I do.”

Idrey stood up and sat on his knees on his chair. “Idy”

I looked at him “......what.”

Idrey blinked and chuckled cooing softly “I love you.”

I wrinkled my nose and scowled “that's not my problem.”

He frowned and looked away slightly. “Please….”

“No. Fuck you,”growled. He smirks and looked at me. 

“Alrighty.” 

“No. Just leave me alone or I'm telling dad.”

Idrey mentally backed off. “Fine you little tattletale.”

I like it when I get my way.

A CHANGE OF PLANS

I grabbed my backpack and stood up. I flipped through the pages of my notebook and sighed smiling. “Soon,college... Soon.” I tried to encourage myself.

The only way to move forward is to just...go forward. If you stop now you'll never get anywhere.

I dreamed of love. My boyfriend was abusive to me so I have yet to imagine…. Yet I love him more than anything I own… I don't know who's doing the wrong… him for treating me so badly ...or me because I don't take the warning..

Like the dork I am I imagined sweet images in my head that I long for. The virgin- 

sweat,skin against skin in a world of lust as one breathes on your neck begging for more. Begging because ..they need you. They depend on you to love them and make their body fill with pleasure and the heat surrounds them as they make music...emotional music called love as one thrashes upon the others waist and the other supports them with their legs and explores your--

Idrey laughs at me and snorts.

I look around confused and see people staring at me.

“Wh-what's going...on…?" I looked around puzzled.