Confused Boyfriend

Frank's POV

My name is Frank Collins, and I'm the senior prefect at my school.

While eating lunch at the school canteen, I grinned as I observed my girlfriend coming towards me.

Angela is my girlfriend.

Long dark hair, brown eyes, a sharp nose, tall stature, dimples, and a lovely grin In short, she is stunning, and I am completely smitten with her.

She finally approached me and said, "Hello Handsome."

"Hello, sweetie," I said, offering her a seat next to me.

"What is that invitation card that nearly every student has?" She asked me a question, and instead of answering, I posed one of my own.

"And what have you been up to?"

"Of course, the library; have you been looking for me?"

"Yes, to have lunch with you and also to give you my special invitation card," I responded, rummaging through my bag on the table for it.

"Which invitation card is this?" She inquired, astonished and perplexed.

I handed her an invitation card that I had taken from my luggage.

"It's different from the ones I saw with the other pupils," Angela commented upon receiving the card from me.

"Do you think it'll be the same this time? Remember how different you are from them? My girlfriend is you. This is my unique invitation card for you "I muttered something, and she blushed.

"Is that your birthday card?" She inquired, her gaze fixed on the card.

"Yes, baby," I said.

"It's the end of the month, and you've already printed the invitation cards."

"Remember how deadly delay is?" I said something, and she laughed briefly.

So, as long as there is money, I can do whatever I want.

"That day will be fantastic since I've invited the entire school, including all of the juniors."

"All? " "Then the principal must have heard about it," she exclaimed. "Do you think she'll be supportive?"

"Why not? After all, I am the School's senior prefect "She smiled as I boasted.

That endearing smile.

She's the only one with the most beautiful smile I've ever seen, and it's one of the things that drew me in entirely.

"Frankie," someone said, and we raised our heads to see who it was.

Tyler was the one, and he is now with George. They are, in fact, my buddies.

I scowled as I watched them approach. They are constantly interfering with my romantic times with my girlfriend.

When they got close to us, Tyler whimpered, "We knew you both will be together."

"As is customary, their relationship is more than a swarm of ants and sweets," George remarked, and they both laughed.

"You both can be envious all you want because nothing can change the fact that it will always be my girlfriend and I," I spelled as I took her hand in mine.

She was obviously awkwardly shy. Is she really required to be shy? She should have gotten used to it after three years.

"I'm leaving right now." "I'll be at the library, darling," Angela announced. As she got up to leave, she told me.

My girlfriend is a librarian and a novel fanatic, which I almost forgot to mention.

"Sure, sweetie," I replied, then let go of her hand and stood there watching her walk away.

"What brings you people here?" George and Tyler, I asked them.

Tyler said, "The principal wants to see you."

"Could it be that she saw the invitation cards I shared?" I exclaimed.

George said, "No, there's a new female."

"Who is this new girl?" I was perplexed.

George smirked as he remarked, "A transferred student, and guess what, she's bewitchingly lovely."