chris sturniolo, was the school player. he couldn't date a girl anything longer than a week. he was considered the biggest asshole at oak high. putting his reputation and flirty demeanor aside, he's terrified of commitment. he's still unsure about h...
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" you should probably take your heels off, cause you've been running through my mind "
- ros , mac muller
now let's go !
astrid and chris were at the park. they were studying for the upcoming test, well astrid was tutoring him. it was of course a math test, it was worth half of your grade so if you didn't pass it you'd definitely fail. it was pretty much a recap for astrid.
"wait, so i have to move the number?" chris asked, he was so confused with this subject.
"yeah, exactly" astrid nodded, she always explained things in the most simple and most understanding manner.
"oh shit, i'm actually kinda good at this" chris gave himself a round of applause.
"fuck yeah, yours actually really good at this subject" astrid smiled.
chris pushed back his hair and groaned because of how long it was.
"i need a fucking haircut" chris sighed.
astrid's mom was a hairstylist. astrid loved it, because her mom could basically do anything to her hair. of course, victoria would tell astrid if it would fit her face shape and look good with her skin tone.
