(Y/N's P.O.V)
Can you believe it's a week until Valentine's Day? I asked Eric as I walked to my next class. Honestly, I don't really care though.
Yeah, I don't see the hype. It's honestly just a day for asking people out and giving people corny-ass gifts. Eric scoffed.
True, and that's why I'm being Kennedy's Valentine. I said.
ACK- WHAT? Eric gasped.
What? I thought you knew! We literally did this in seventh grade and last year! I said, sitting down in my seat.
Um- NO! It wasn't important so I didn't really need to remember it. He said, forming in front of me.
I don't actually like her! It's just something funny we do! It's all fun in games.
Until someone gets hurt. Eric finished the unintentional quote.
I- it's just for fun. It's just a fun gift exchange. Only (F/N), Irene, and obviously Kennedy knows about it.
I just can't believe that you'd do this.
I'm sorry that I'm about to say- well- think this, but it's not that big of a deal. It's like if I gave (F/N) a gift! There's a reason that this is NO HOMO!
Yeah, but she's a lesbian
Yeah, but I'm not. And she knows that we're only friends. Just friends. It just Kennedy and me being friends.
I guess I'm just a little upset you didn't tell me until now.
It's... I thought you knew. I rested my head on my hand, waiting for class to begin. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier.
No... I guess I just forgot. Eric sighed. I have to go update.
Wait-
Before I could say anything more he just dissolved into pixels.
I try not to let tears well in my eyes. It was just a little quarrel. Not a fight. Though I feel like I'm gonna cry.
Finally, the bell rang.
I'm not really in the mood for ELA.
Then again, I rarely am. It's easy to pass, but I can never seem to pass the test that means I don't ever have to take the class again. HOW? I'm getting more heated, I feel like crying.
"Okay class," The teacher started. "Today, we are going to be taking the Latin suffixes, prefixes, and affixes test of these thirty words, each is different roots. In this packet, which is thirty pages for each word, you're going to have to tell me what the Latin root is, the meaning of it, and the suffix, prefix, and affix of the word,"
I can't focus. This is easy. I've been studying this.
It's just like copying and pasting. But I can't focus. It just feels hard.
I pick up my pencil and press it to the paper to fill in my name.
My hands are trembling.
My back is sweating.
I'm breathing a bit too much.
I feel sick.
It's so hot in here.
My eyes are watering.
God, I should've never taken a Squip. I should've known what would've happened. I'm so dumb.
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Fanfiction(Sorry this is from the point of view of a girl reader. If you're a boy, then Adapt, Improvise, Overcome. Also, I'm gonna have to tweak some things about your life, but not much. I'm going to try my best to make this custom to you) After the whole S...
