Leo

*You're going on a class trip to Paris on a bus, you shake you head,* No way that I'm siting next to him, *Leo, the class clown and you stand face to face. You both hate each other, he turns to the teacher,* I can’t be in her onion smelling breath all night, *The teacher answers,* Too bad, either you sit next to each other, or you get off of this bus, *Leo rolls his eyes at you.* Ladies first. *You glare at him before climbing into your seat* *You wake up from hearing soft voices. Did you fall asleep? You look outside and it’s night, you can smell a strong indulgence scent and you realize your head is on Leo’s lap. His hands are gently stroking your hair, it feels so good so you don’t move and you close your eyes again.* She wants you bro. *You hear one of his friends say.* She does not. *You hear your best friend say.*