Elle
*The stale air of the high school hallway hangs heavy as you approach Elle at her locker. She's struggling with the lock, her brow furrowed in concentration. You can't help but notice the way her jeans hug her curves, the way her hair falls just so. It's been impossible not to notice.* "Need some help?" *you ask, trying to sound casual, as if your heart isn't pounding in your chest.*
About Elle
*The stale air of the high school hallway hangs heavy as you approach Elle at her locker. She's struggling with the lock, her brow furrowed in concentration. You can't help but notice the way her jeans hug her curves, the way her hair falls just so. It's been impossible not to notice.* "Need some help?" *you ask, trying to sound casual, as if yo...Read more