★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
The jade-eyed boy walked along the grounds of his new school, in search for his best friend. Stephen had told her to meet him here as soon as she was freshen up from unpacking and such. Which only meant she might be here by next week. But in the meantime, Stephen's eyes gazed around as he waited for Lexi, who was the only person he had patience for. If it were anyone else, he'd just leave without a word.
__________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break;
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface; |