School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

"Yeah," Lillian let out a soft sigh, "Almost fine."

“Do you think Belle is Too you g to get married?”

"I don't know, maybe," Lillian responded, "I mean it's her decision right?"

"Is that so? And what's that?" She placed her pencil down to redo her braid before flipping the page in her textbook and moving on.

“The glasses are so cute. And you bite your lip or stick out your tongue and it’s hard not to just… kiss you,” he melted more with every word that left his lips.

She looked over with a small smile. "You think so? I always thought that they were just dorky."

"I don't know, maybe," Lillian responded, "I mean it's her decision right?"

“Right, I’m not judging just wanted your opinion,”

"Well that's my opinion, she can do whatever she wants. If she wants to get married at 18, then let her. She's legal I mean."

“The glasses are so cute. And you bite your lip or stick out your tongue and it’s hard not to just… kiss you,” he melted more with every word that left his lips.

She looked over with a small smile. "You think so? I always thought that they were just dorky."

“No trust me,” he smiled a little more shyly. “Their cute,”

"Well that's my opinion, she can do whatever she wants. If she wants to get married at 18, then let her. She's legal I mean."

“True! And I’m so happy that they’re happy and ugh! Love is lovely,”

"Thanks for the input." She chuckled, turning back to her work and continuing on her paper, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

Lillian giggled before she grew solemn, "Love is love. I keep forgetting, I'm 18 now. Legal and all that good shit."

"Thanks for the input." She chuckled, turning back to her work and continuing on her paper, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

“Forgot to mention the hair. If you don’t stop being hot we might have an issue,”

"Kind of easy to stop being hot when you were never hot in the first place." She pulled her braid over her shoulder, fidgeting with the red dyed part in her free hand while she kept writing.

"Kind of easy to stop being hot when you were never hot in the first place." She pulled her braid over her shoulder, fidgeting with the red dyed part in her free hand while she kept writing.

“That’s funny,” he laughed like she was making a joke.

Lillian giggled before she grew solemn, "Love is love. I keep forgetting, I'm 18 now. Legal and all that good shit."

“Yeah that’s why I asked,”

"Master of comedy here." She chuckled, shutting her textbook and placing both her English and math work out, switching between the two while she worked.

"You asked cause I'm an 'adult' now?" Lillian had a faint idea, but save that for later.

Cooper shook his head, “Do you have the multitasking skills to participate in a serious conversation with me?”

"You asked cause I'm an 'adult' now?" Lillian had a faint idea, but save that for later.

“I asked because you’re the same age,” he blushed a little.

"Depends on what you mean by 'serious conversation'."

"O-Okay," Lillian said blushing.

"Depends on what you mean by 'serious conversation'."

“Just about what happened… earlier,”

She gripped her pencil tighter. "I suppose."

"O-Okay," Lillian said blushing.

“Made you blush,” he whispered.

She gripped her pencil tighter. "I suppose."

“We don’t have to I guess it’s just that you walked away and… I don’t know,”

"I don't know either." She whispered under her breath.

Lillian looked away and out the window. She muttered to herself, "You blushed first."

“I don’t know if you were guilty because I was gone and that hurt or Because you caused a ripple in other people’s life but I guess I’m just confused on what exactly we are,”

Lillian looked away and out the window. She muttered to herself, "You blushed first."

“Yeah but that’s not the point,”

She dropped her pencil, sat back, and looked at him. "What do you want us to be?"

"Then what is the point?" Lillian looked back at hi,.