《If We Spoke》 No One Notices... Of course a new student would get lost in a sea of two thousand faces. No one is curious about the new girl walking in with a strong, yet graceful gait. Especially not during first period. I take in her oversized black hoodie, her paint-splattered black converse¨Cso cool. The new girl¡¯s hair is black and curly, framing her pretty face¡ª Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. Oh shit, here she comes. I stay as still as possible as she passes me. I get a whiff of lavender and my-dreams-come-true. I would give anything just to hold her in my arms for even just for a moment. 2... I don¡¯t see her again until the final bell rings. Even through the rush of boring people, I spot her beauty. I can smell the lavender even stronger than this morning. It¡¯s getting stronger? My nose is on fire what the fu- The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. ¡°Hey¡­you don¡¯t know me but I¡¯m new here,¡± What. The. Actual. Fu¨C ¡°You don¡¯t have to say anything,¡± she smiles and giggles a bit, her eyes turn into cute crescents when she smiles. Her voice is husky and a bit low. My lovely is an alto. I smile internally at the thought of hearing this angel sing. 3... The new girl just keeps talking. She tells me about moving from London. She tells me about coming to this school after going to a prestigious private school with only 15 people in her class. She tells me about her twin brother who is providing for his daughter and her. She tells me more and more and somehow, in less than an hour, I know basically her whole life story. She finishes her last word and just stares. Actually, it¡¯s more like a gaze. It feels warm and intimate as she looks deep into my eyes. Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more. I dare not speak. How dare not speak in front of such a beauty. I might scare her away Just like the others. Just like her. 4... My first love. A fiery little thing with strawberry blond curls down her back. She was everything to me. She talked to me too. She told me everything. We spent hours upon hours together. But, then. I spoke¡­ I-I I spoke? If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. I spoke. Dammit¡­I spoke I swear her curls had a mind of their own, bouncing as she looked up at me in shock. ¡°Y-y-you just-just-jus¨C¡± ¡°Yeah. Yeah I did,¡± I nervously responded to the, surprisingly not terrified-looking girl in front of me. She continues to look at me, any wariness she originally seemed to have, visibly dissipating. She runs a hand through her curls before reaching the other out to me, ¡°Well, hi again. My name is¡ª¡± ¡°What are you doing?¡± a deep voice calls out from behind her. NO What¡¯s her name?! 5... A man walks up to us. He looks at me and frowns before turning to the new girl and frowning harder, ¡°Why are you talking to this¡­thing?¡±he asks her. ¡°He¡¯s not a thing. He''s my friend,¡± she crosses her arms and looks up at the man. Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. Friend? ¡°That thing is not your friend, it isn''t even real,¡± the man drones. Rude? I am very much real, thank you. ¡°If he wasn¡¯t real could I do this?¡± Oh gosh do wha¨C I¡¯m literally hard. Her arms are wrapped around me gently, like she¡¯s afraid I¡¯ll break ¡°Bruh let that dirty thing go,¡± the man comes up to grab her off of me no¡­ Come back¡­ But they were already gone. New girl pov… I can¡¯t help but feel irritated that my brother dragged me away from my friend. We were having a deep conversation¡­ Deep yet untrue I poured my heart out to him¡­but it was almost all lies. That¡¯s my problem. I love to show my ¡°charm¡±. Pretend to be this sweet little thing that wants nothing but friendship. Please. Only my brother knows what a freak I actually am. My poor friend is probably smitten with me already. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! Ha. ha¡­ha. Sad, unsuspecting little thing. I¡¯m sure he¡¯d never have guessed that I was a fraud. A phony. Fake. I can¡¯t wait to talk to him tomorrow. Spill my gaslit melodies upon his unassuming ears. No harm done... I think. My words seemed to fall upon deaf ears anyway. Why I oughta see what¡¯d happen if I wrapped my hands around that neck of his and just¨C ¡°Koel! I ordered us dinner, come eat,¡± my brother shouts at me from downstairs. I trudge down the stairs to see him slurping up a huge bowl of pho. I fucking love pho. Who is the New Girl It¡¯s just me and my brother in this damn house. It has been for years¨C50 so far. Just me and my ole¡¯ bro. We¡¯re twins but obviously look nothing alike. I¡¯m older by 17 damn minutes first off. Yet, I stand at a whopping 10 inches shorter than him at 5 ''5". Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. K?el and Taeron, I have no idea who named us that since my brother and I grew up in an orphanage. Or at least we tried to¡­until I gaslit the headmistress so much she decided we would be better off on the streets. For years, on the streets. Because of me. The problem has always been me. Freaks Do Not Give a… New girl POV: Another drab day at this big drab school. I sigh as I walk past by new friend whose name I still do not know but not without leaving a soft kiss on his cheek. I glanced at him after the kiss but did not stop. I hoped my lips would make his move again. I was hoping I wasn¡¯t hallucinating when he spoke to me yesterday. I heard it. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. I heard him. His voice. His voice was deep and gravely. It sounded like stones grinding together yet it was beautiful to me. But. He did not speak. He was as silent and stoic as the first moment I saw him. If he spoke, I don¡¯t know what I would¡¯ve done. What would I have done? If he spoke. Freak She kissed me¡­ She KISSED me. I am so so hard. Her lips were so soft. Her lavender scent wrapped around me. Around my cock. Like a warm blanket. If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. I can¡¯t wait for her to come back. Maybe me speaking to her didn¡¯t scare her away afterall. Should I do it again? Maybe she¡¯s the one. The one to break this curse of loneliness. I¡¯ve been here for ages. I have no idea how long, frankly. But long enough for my first love¡¯s face to fade away. I remember her strawberry-blonde curls. I remember her spirited chattiness. But her face? Her nose? Not a damn clue. But that¡¯s okay, right? I have a new lovely to keep me company. When will she return? I miss her so bad. I wanna sink my co¨C ¡°Hey! Miss me?¡± She¡¯s back! Virgin Third person pov: His face didn¡¯t change much when the mysterious ¡°new girl¡± called out to him. While K?el didn¡¯t see a change in his face, the feelings were there. The longing. The desire. And with that. The curly haired new student rushed forward. Driven by a mix of lust and something else. His pov: What the fuck- She¡¯s lunging at me. She¡¯s- Licking me? K?el pov: He tastes like nature and arousal. I don¡¯t care about germs or ¡°where he¡¯s been¡±. I just want him. I keep dragging my tongue over his face, his shoulders. Frankly, not an easy task because he¡¯s so big. He stays still under my barrage of saliva and hot breath. But, I know he loves it. This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. He loves me. I push my body as close to him as I can. I want him to feel me. Feel how much I want him. My hips press into his knees as my tongue nears his patient lips¡­ His pov: I feel her. I feel her. Her hot breath is warming my cold exterior and frozen heart. She presses closer to me. Close enough for me to feel the rise and fall of her chest. Close enough for me to feel her sharp hip bones. And between them¡­ What is this? I can barely bring myself to care as her tongue comes closer to my lips. So close. So so close. I feel the tip¡­both¨Cfor a mere second as we¡¯re interrupted. ¡°K?el! What did I tell you about touchin¨C ¡°Shut the fuck up Taeron. What the fuck did I tell your dumb ass about cockblocking me the fuck you¨C Taeron pov: I ignore my twin¡¯s stream of curses being thrown at me. What the hell is even going on? Doing something so lewd¡­in public? The germs. I can¡¯t even. This has been a problem for years now. Find an unsuspecting target. Charm. Seduce. Then disappear forever. As a concerned twin, I cannot let this go on any further, ¡°Get over here, we¡¯re going home,¡± Yeah, commanding brother voice. ¡°Like fuck am I going with you bitch¡± Okay, guess not. True Loves... K?el pov: I turn away from my finicky brother and his nagging. I gaze into the waiting eyes of the silent dude in front of me. I want to kiss his cracked lips. I want to feel him just as he feels me. I lean in. While he doesn¡¯t move I can tell he¡¯s anticipating. I let a hot breath fan his lips before, finally. Contact. My moisturized lips meet his hard and cold ones. I don¡¯t give a fuck that my brother is watching. I couldn¡¯t care less about the few students going down the stairs next to me. I kissed him. I kissed him. I feel full and warm. I feel warmer than warm. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. I feel hot. I feel¨C ¡°Thank you, dear¡± ¡­ Pause. He spoke. This time I know he did. I didn¡¯t imagine it this time. Wait, did I? I turn to look at my brother who looks how I feel¨Cshocked, intrigued, the works. I barely have time to continue my inner monologue when he speaks again, ¡°Don¡¯t panic. I really did speak,¡± His pov: Oh no, my lovely is panicking. I have to find a way to calm her down. Her little face is reddening so much. I know what I¡¯ll do. I reach my hand out, slowly. Pat. Pat. K?el pov: He is patting my head. Pat. Pat. I can¡¯t help but stare at him. His pats are oddly comforting and I feel my heart rate start to soften. Suddenly I¡¯m overcome with emotion. More like overcum hehe I grab his hands from my head and place them on another which makes him flinch but he does not pull away. His pov: I¡¯m touching her¡­his¡­ I''m touching-- I¡¯m touching cock.