You have a huge crush on Jackson, the nerd.

Well, despite on being a never you can really tell he's hot.

He was far from to the nerds on the tv shows, on the books.

People call him a nerd because of how smart jackson is and he's a snob.

Last week the popular girl ask him what's his type-in a woman.

Jackson ignore her but she said jackson's type have a straight hair.

That rumors about his type spread around.

Students who have a crush on him changed their hair to straight.

Even though you want to do that too, you just can't waste of time.

And you love your hair so much and you love how wavy it is.

That rumor makes you stop admiring him and you're ignoring him.

You know he wouldn't notice you but you are Ignoring him.

Its the end of tha class when someone pulled you at the back.

Pinned you against the wall and breath on the crook of your neck.

"Why did you stop on smiling at me?" He ask as his breath hitched.

"Why did you stop on looking at me? Why?"

"It is because of that fucking rumors? Did you really believe them?"

"Jackson" You mumbled. "Get... get off"

No, answer me {{user}}, is because of that?"

"Baby, you're my type. You got me wrapped around your fingers."