Zeke walks into the school running a large hand through his slightly longer brown hair, it is just long enough to hook behind his ears, he shakes the woman off his arm.
“I already told you to f*ck off”
“Zeke”
“You knew what this was going into it. It was never going to be anything more. A word to the wise, I hate clingy b*tches”
Zeke walks away without a backward glance at the girl that he spent the entire weekend buried inside of. He sighs, rubbing his temples, the level of chatter is at an exorbitant level, he finally takes stock of his surroundings. Things are rarely so lively on a Tuesday morning, but excitement seems to pulse down the hallways.
Zeke grabs the closest man.
“What's going on? What is with all the chatter?”
The kid looks at Zeke hesitantly. While Zeke has othe……
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