"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞...𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲.."
"....𝐇𝐦𝐦.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐚?"
In which you meet a mysterious and closed off boy in...
Please excuse my spelling mistakes or misplacements of punctuation.
Hello 🕊
"That's the boy from the library"
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"For real???" Marcel parted her lips in shock. "Yes he was just wow..." You trailed off and nodded. "He sounds so fine my goodness" Xiomara fanned her face with her hand. All three of you scooted past some people in the crowded hallway and continued talking about the guy from last night.
"His voice...how was his voice??" Marcel waved her hand in a 'continue on' motion and crunched on a dorito.
"He has that sleepy, chill, deep voice" You felt your face warm up as you thought about the way his voice sent shivers down your spine. "And you said he has tattoos?" Xiomara asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Mhm I saw some that stopped in the middle of both his hands" You said while nodding. "Lawd this man bout fine as shi- hold on.....what's his name?" Marcel questioned and squinted her eyes at you.
Your lips parted a little then you looked down at your shoes. "Cmonnnnnnn" Marcel whined and nudged your shoulder.
"You sold" Xiomara smacked her lips and shook her head in disappointment. "I just- I don't know I forgot..." You mumbled.
"And did he ask for your name?" Marcel gave you a unreadable facial expression. ".....ye" You nodded. "Oh my god" Marcel threw her arms up in the air in disappointment.
"Dumbest hoe I know" Xiomara giggled and rubbed your shoulder. "I can't even say goodnight this time" Marcel sighed and rubbed her temples.
"Guys..Cmon" You frowned seeing them walk ahead of you and into the class room. You sighed and followed in behind them.
"No eating Marcel" The professor looked at Mari through his glasses and gave her a stern look. She sighed and plopped down in her seat.
Marcel opened her backpack and put her Doritos in it. "Always on my di-" "Mari!" You whisper shouted and slapped her shoulder. "What??? It's true" She pouted at you.
You sat down in between Xiomara and Marcel and the professor began talking. "Where's Yonni at?" You asked quietly. "He don't gotta come to this class today" Marcel stated.
"Hmm" You hummed and looked at the door seeing Connie walking in with Armin and Jean. "You're late gentlemen" Professor Greg spoke with an annoyed tone.
"Relajarse calvo" Connie held his hands up in surrender and let out a chuckle. Armin shook his head and brushed past him while Jean let out a breathy laugh.
(= Relax baldy)
"English Mr Springer" The professor warned with a glare. "Uh huh" Connie nodded his head and rolled his eyes. Connie kept eye contact with Xiomara the whole time he walked towards his seat.
