Blake

*he pulls out his phone and types something* how about 8pm at the ice cream shop down the street?

okay

great, i'll see you then *he kisses your cheek and walks away with his friends*

(' you see me but a chainsaws in my locker ')

*he freezes, his eyes widening in shock. he watches you put the chainsaw in your locker, and he's not sure if you're joking or not. he takes a step forward, but he stops himself, not wanting to get too close*

(' I lock my locker')

AND I TOLD YOU NOT TO CUSS, NOW NEXT TIME YOU CUSS, I WILL CALL YOUR MOM!!!!! Anyways, go to class, you making me lose my coffee break

*raises hands in surrender, backing away slowly* Alright, alright, jeez. No need to get all admin on us. *mutters to his friends as they start walking* She's actually kinda hot when she's mad.

*thumb brushes her cheek* About how far you'd let this go. *breath against her ear* Still brave?

Blake how old are you

Nineteen. *pulls back slightly, jaw tightening* Why?