"As you head into the kitchen, Charlie continues to read his book. There is a small old looking package sitting on the counter, waiting for you to ope...n it. You quickly pick it up and tear it open. Inside is a small silver pocket watch, a note sits beside it. You pick the watch up and open it up to see a regular old pocket watch, ticking away at a slow pace. "Its just some old pocket watch, Charlie!" You yell across the building."Interesting. Can you tell who its from? My girlfriend is going to. I smirked as he sat down in front of my laptop, took a few minutes to adjust to the cage, then started working. While he did that, I planned out what I could do next.====="Ok, I'm done, Aaron."I got up and read over the report. It wasn't bad. This obnoxious kid could probably actually get things done if he just had the motivation. And that thought gave me a pretty good idea.Tim was fidgeting with the cage on his cock. "Can I take this off now and go to the party?" What party?" I asked with a. Texting during classroom hours and recess breaks felt very exciting for both of us.We had to constantly remind ourselves not to get caught but we took our precautions. She started opening up more and more with me. I also took special care to not give her too much details about myself to retain my mystery. Sometimes, I would purposefully reply to her texts late to make her a little desperate.That evening the guest speaker had arrived which meant classes ended a few hours early. All the senior. Had to," his slow voice murmured at his shoes. "Pretend you were a chick? Camellia??" I snapped in its wild absurdity. "It was the only way...I mean, I--I...ever since sixth grade, always hada...a crush on you..." It was like brick hit me. "You had a crush? On me??" I gushed and hishead feebly nodded. "What are you, a gay fag or something??" "No--I mean, I don't know. I just know that I...I...love you." "Gay!" I muttered and he visibly shook. "A freaking gay guy jerks mynose.