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𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧14

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𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗵༄
sacramento, ca

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     "y/n, i'd like to see you and armin collaborate. you both have strong minds, i've heard you two have plenty of differences but i hope this can help you work through those as well." you groan as ms lee hands you a booklet with the criteria for the assignment and armin lets a groan out too as he gets up to sit beside you.

"ion know what you groaning for, i don't wanna work with you either!" you spit out looking him up down, armin scoffs yanking the blue chair out from beside you, sitting himself in it while poking his cheek with his tongue and snatching the paper from your hands to read over it.

"you're not quite the bucket of sunshine either, princess." you push his shoulder with your hand, not remembering ..yk.. so when he flinches your eyes widen apologetically. "my fault my fault gangsta, ian even-" armin nods, "you're good, stop talking tho." you scrunch your nose up and leave it at that before turning around to see connie getting partnered with sasha.

connie passes sasha the stapled papers and her potato chip grease covered fingers flip through it, he turns his dark burgundy head to see you looking up at him from your seat far down, he looks around so nobody see's him and blows you a cute little kiss, his lips pucker together, and he even batts his pretty little eyes closed as he blows it with his hand under his chin.

you smile softly, before shooing him with your hand, turning back forward in your seat. "i'll do my part, you do yours. simple like that, no need for us to discuss further." armin stands in his seat and rips two pages out from the staples. "no need for us to discuss further. cornball ass nigga." you mutter mimicking his voice with sass before looking up at him with attitude burning out of your eyes like red laser beams.

"worry less about me and a little more about your little boyfriend." armin taunts you, tilting his head, without question you turn around to see connie pulling the pieces of pink bubblegum off his nose because he blew a bubble to big for his own liking. well acrually, he liked the bubble a lot, it was big and went all around his nose, but he doesn't like the sticky feeling.

"what jealous or something, arlert?" you retort as you turn back while pulling your backpack off the floor and into armins just now former seat. "awh, maybe a bit, i thought we had a nice enemies to lovers you know." armin smirks gently before shaking his head waiting for your witty come back.

"lovers? me and you? cut it out." you symbol scissors with your right index finger and middle finger, showing him a chop chop motion. "okay, edna." armin chuckles, pulling his black jansport of the floor, where it was, right beside yours. "i really dislike you. like you just want to argue with me all day, and its so infuriating." you twist your fingers up in the same way you imagine a snarl, this boy will find anything to debate with you about in any class, any way to bicker with you.

hell, he'll find you at your locker just to continue an argument. "i might just have a crush on you, thats what you're thinking isn't it?" he smiles reaching his hand in your hoodie pocket and pulling out two pieces of gum ignoring your pats to his hand attempting to push him away.

"no its not, i don't like you just like youn like me. you're aggy and, connie is not my boyfriend." you make that clear as you snatch one piece of gum back, armin nods softly, he thinks he's getting a feeling but you're just clearing any confusion.