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Milk was struggling to get play, he wasn't exactly the greatest at controlling his sexual urges,, so the girls his age thought he was a gross freak. Even when he did get girls though it was never something serious, it couldn't be. Why would he get into a relationship?? That stuff is dumb. That's not what cool guys do.. but having a girlfriend would probably help his social status, he thought.
After getting smacked by another girl in the hallway and clowned on by his friends, he slumped his shoulders and crossed his arms “Why the hell don't they ever like me!??” He spat,, Grover shrugged but Jamal just told him he should lay off for a bit, so he did.
But as they walked away to go to class he couldn't help but feel disappointed in himself.. Just as he was about to walk away with them he noticed the only girl that seemed to actually be interested in him in the corner of his eye talking to Cindy.. then he got an idea.
Maybe this would be his chance to get some kinda play! It'd be easy since Shamal already liked him, and it’s not like he liked her anyways right?
He walked over to the lockers whereas she was, Cindy looked annoyed by his presence and just walked away leaving her alone with Milk. He had to really lean his arm down in order to grab her ass,, and she was a little shocked but flustered nervously,
“H-hi, what are you doin-?” She stammered, bewildered but liked what he did,,
“What’ you think I'm doin?” He smirked at her but.. it quickly went to a frown as he pulled off her,, feeling guilty for what he had did.
Did he really have to resort to this? Maybe he wasn't as cool as he thought he was.
Maybe he really WAS just a freak.
This thought just broke his heart. He ran off, leaving shamal confused and worried,, “Milk!? Where are you going!!” she yelled, then started following after him.
Milk had went outside of the front of the school,, going back to his friends groups main bench except he was just sitting there by himself now,, crying and hiding his face with his hands. How could he be so stupid!?
“..Umm…milk?” he heard a squeaky voice behind him which sort of made him jump,, he turned his body around to see the chubby black girl he had just assaulted.
“OH, uh- um..” She itched the back of her head nervously, “I'm sorry I followed.. I just.. you never paid attention to me- why's you do it now??”
He looked back down at his hands, he knew he had to answer honestly but it ate at him.
“I was takin’ advantage of you.” He grumbled,, his heartache was really showing through his voice. Shamal then noticed that he had been crying, he seemed more upset than she was. She got closer and pushed herself up on the bench,(struggling a little bc of her weight) and then crawling over next to Milk, her body facing his and looking up at him.
“I’m sorry. You should go.”
“But, milk-”
“Just.” he started to cry again,, “Just go! you don't wanna be with someone like me.”
“But- but I always did, you know that!!”
Milk looked back at her instead of at the ground,, he knew she was on the bench but he didn't know she got so close to him,, it made him a little flushered.. she was so cute, why hadn't he noticed it before?? Maybe he was just too tuff to admit it, or distracted by other shit. Either way he avoided her face again out of embarrassment.
“I forgives you..” She placed her hand on his,, feeling nervous excitement that she was so close to her crush,, maybe this meant that he liked her back..? It was silent like that for a few moments until she spoke again.
“You know..” She fiddled with her hands, “It's okay, if you want to..you just have to ask first..!” her face got redder and her voice got quieter as she said that.
He sniffled and wiped his face dry “Okay..” and finally looked at her again,, blushing as she was.
“St-stop starin’ at me!”
“Sorry!!”
They both looked away from each other,,..
“Soo...what are we?” Shamal asked him shyly.
“I dunno.” He mumbled but,, he held her hand.
“I got off on the wrong foot.” He admitted shamefully but he was a little more confident now. “I am sorry, all the stuff I said.”
She quickly looked at him “It's fine, really!!”
“No it's NOT. Just because you like me doesn't mean I can treat you like garbage!”
“Oh..well.., I guess you're right..” She caressed her other arm.. “Them insults mades me cry sometimes..”
Suddenly milk got closer and wrapped his arms around her,, and she did so too, appreciating his warmth.. “I'll never make fun of you again Shamal! I promise!”
They stared at eachother for a minute,, then they kissed eachother,, Shamal pushing him down on the bench to be on top of him. She then realized what she had done and pulled away off his mouth,, them both stammering and apologizing profusely to eachother even though they both wanted it.
“Did we interrupt somethin???” Jamal, said in shock, who was standing in front of them along side Grover
“NO?!” Milk yelled, both of the teenagers pushing off each other in desperation and sitting up again. Milk's friends just laughed, but Jamal was very surprised he took a liking to his sister!
Let's just say for the next few weeks they had gotten close… holding her hand whenever he could, or taking her out or to his place so they could cuddle and kiss..and if anyone tried to fuck with or make fun of Shamal, their head would end up in a trashcan by her boyfriend.