Tampon Boy//Muke MPREG//

Chapter Three

Chapter 3

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Word Count: 632

Michael's POV

"I don't know. That's why we should get to know each other better." Angeline said. She tried acting sexy, but she looked like a dying beaver that's getting raped by a elephant with a 6 foot dick.

I had just asked if she knew me, she didn't. And of course I know her, she's a big slut that stays with her other slut friends. "Ugh, I thought my gay vibe was showing off pretty strong today."

She giggles,"Your funny! But on a more serious note, let's get out this party baby, c'mon I know you want me," she shoved her boobs against me. I rolled my eyes.

I took her hand, guiding her away from the sweaty bodies and the loud party music. After three unsuccessful tries, I found an empty room. I laid Angeline on the bed, trying to think of ways to get her in a more sober state of mind. "How about I tell you a story?"

She nodded. "Okay, then we can get to the fun part." She giggled and I rolled my eyes again.

"Okay," I said thinking,"Once upon a time, there was a prince. His name was Lucifer. And no, he was not named after Satan. Prince Lucifer was with his friends, Mango and Pie. Mango was in love with Prince Lucifer. But Mango was only a cashier at some stupid ass store that nobody goes to. But Pie wasn't a true friend to either Mango or Prince Lucifer. So one day, some does go to the stupid ass store. And that somebody was Prince Lucifer. But when he came up to the check-out aisle, he was buying a box of tampons," I looked over to Angeline. She was snoring, yup cause that makes her even more attractive. Note the sarcasm.

I went back down to the college party, nothing had changed other than the fact that there was even more passed out people like Angeline.

But then I saw a blonde quiff. It couldn't be him though. The body turned around and the boy had piercing blue eyes. It was my Mysterious Tampon Boy.

He was standing next to an Asian-looking kid, probably the same age.

I walked towards him, wondering how I was going to start a striking conversation. Each step that brought me closer was another reason why I should have turned back around. I'm so gonna fuck this up.

I was right behind him, I tapped on his shoulder. He turned around, probably not recognising me for a second.

"What are you doing at a college party? Hmm," I asked. He still looks 17; especially with all these older people around. You can tell he didn't fit in.

"Why is your hair purple?" He asked, studying my messy hair in it's messy hairstyle. My hair's not purple, I thought in my head.

"It's lilac," I mumbled.

His Asian friend said goodbye to him, going to dance with one of Angeline's friends.

"You should dye it red," he stated, acting as if he was measuring the width if my forehead.

I giggled. "Why red?"

"I like red."

After the party, I went to the Walmart and bought red hair dye.

A/N:

Hey so Allison will write the next chappy. And for the little of you who read this, I'm sorry this was so short. I have writer's block(already), and this was meant to be more of a filler chapter anyway.

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