South Park Trent Boyett 소설 & 이야기

"Nate here wanted to kick my butt at the claw game but I told him to put his money where his mouth is." It then dawns on me that I have no clue who these boys are. Clearly they go to our school because they were friends with Nate but I didn't know their names. "I'm sorry, um, I'm Kelly, which ya'll seem to know already." I even have the audacity to look embarrassed. I extend my hand out to the boy Trent. He hesitates but eventually shakes it. "I'm Trent and this is Gavin." We all turn to Gavin, the tall, gangly boy, and wait for him to say something. When his mouth still doesn't close nor did he look like he is breathing, Nate clears his throat and bends down to me.

Kyla said. “I was just suggesting, your hand is so heavy.” Trent said and held his arms pouting. “Oh! I have another idea!” Trent shouted, which made me stunned a little and they both laughed. “gosh, your energy is so high.” I commented. “What is it?” I ask him. “Ignore him, I saw a video like that that the girl is ignoring his boyfriend for 24 hours.” Trent said. “Won’t Mr. Spencer go crazy because of that?” Kyla said laugh a little.

We are shocked by his surprising confession, and we are all left speechless. "So all the boys here adore him?" Steph suddenly speaks, then our eyes meet. Unexpectedly, all the boys agree except Trenton. They fantasize about him when in college. Damn, I did a facepalm when I hear them confess. They even said that they followed him on I*******m, these guys. Good thing I'm protecting him that day, or they might snatch him away from me. "So 10 of you guys had a crush on him because he is a pretty boy." Mica sarcastically asks them.

Tutoring The Bad Boy [When Miss Petite meets Mr. Arrogant] . 🍭Episode 2🍭 . Ariel Woods "Haven Griffin". Harmony scrolls through her phone. "He's the cutest yet baddest guy in all of our college". "Sounds harmful to be with him". "Oh please. Ariel, when you get to see him, you'll definitely crush on him like I am". She replies. I roll my eyes. "Not possible". "Like they say, the good girl always falls for the bad boys".

"It's nice to see you. Boy, you've gotten tall." "It's nice to see you, too." Tom took the suitcase but gave Trent a hug. Her aunt and uncle knew him from all the times he'd been over at Bree's house when they'd visited when Bree and Trent were younger. "Oh, my goodness! Trent Walker!" Aunt Stacy gushed as her husband stuffed Bree's suitcase in the small back section of the truck behind the front seats. There was a sideways jump seat back there, too, and Bree knew she'd be getting acquainted with it soon. It was okay, though. It wasn't that long of a ride home.

Someone knocked on her knees. Trent looked down to see what a small shape had curled around his legs. The boy's eyes, so similar to Trent's, twinkled at him accompanied by a smile. There was such adoration and admiration in that pretty little face that it reminded him so much of Gwen. Trent almost stumbled, even though the boy's weight was nothing compared to his own. It was just the unexpected thrill of having his son looking at him with all the innocent wonder of an eight year old, his gaze filled with as much longing as Trent's.

He introduced himself and they both shook hands. “Ugh, seriously, Mark he’s not my boyfriend, he’s my—“ “Husband, I’m his husband.” Trent said with a smirk and I mentally shouted as he gave me a smirk. WHAT. AN. ASSHOLE. “I’m Trent Easton, CEO of Potent Club Brewery.” He introduced. Yeah, an asshole and a liar. “Mr. Easton of PCB—my boyfriend, Storm, works for you in the marketing department. It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.” Mark said, and I lifted a brow. Mark really believes this bloke.

“Never would have had the nerve to confess to her had you not been so stupid. So thanks Bro.” Trent looks at all of us as if he is trying to decide which one to hit. “Not worth it,” I warn. “Four on one, we win and you lose hard. I bet Daddy is going to have a hard time paying tuition here. Since all our Dad’s are on the board and raising tuition for misconduct is a thing, this might be your last day. I think you should spend it saying good-bye to friends if you still have any here.”