About That

Mametown and School

(Hannah's POV)
We arrive at the school, and holy shit was is big. Grace and I walked in and went straight to our lockers. It was so easy to find because it was right by the entrance. Walking to our lockers, I spot a read head struggling to open her locker.
"Here let me help you with that!" I say walking up to her. "You must be Mamrie right?"
"Yeah, haha thanks" she replied
"No problem!"
"Hannah, I thought you said you weren't good when I came to people!" Grace barged in.
"I mean, I sorta knew who she was so I wasn't that nervous," I replied. "There you go Mametown"
"Mametown?" Mamrie and Grace replied at the same time. I don't know where that word came from, but it actually sounded cool!
"Oh sorry," I said.
"No that's cool! I like it!" Mamrie said.
"I agree!" Grace replied. We got all our stuff, said goodbye, and went on our way to first period.
"Bon juor!" The teacher greeted as we walked in. I knew nothing of the language other than that phrase. This was to be a Great year. I didn't listen to the teacher at all to be honest. I just wanted to go through the rest of the period so I could finally see Grace and Mamrie. The teacher continued to talk about the class rules and what to expect , I just sat there. Thinking about Grace. She really was beautiful. I just wish she'd realize that. Oh God, I find myself thinking about her more than anything. And I've only known her for like, 2 hours. What the hell Hannah! Stop! You can't like Grace! Stop!
(Grace's POV)
I was happy that Mamrie and Hannah hit it off. Now it was time for Italian, thank god I have it with Mamrie. I just couldn't wait to get out of there and go to Hannah. I don't know why to be honest. Mamrie and I sat next to eachother. I didn't listen in class. I was just thinking about seeing Hannah. God, I had to stop. She's really funny, sweet, nice, STOP! Grace you can't do this. Hannah would never date you in a million years. Ugh. The bell rang after a long ass time and I ran to next period. The rest of the day would be with Hannah and Mames.
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(Mamrie's POV)
Hannah was real cool. I think her and Grace would make a cute couple to be honest. But as far as I know, Hannah doesn't like Grace that way. Well, I might as well ask her. We started passing notes in ila, last two periods.
'Hey' I passed the note.
'I need to tell you something, here's my number 124-104-2946'
She had to tell me something?
'Okay, hey you wanna hang out with me and Grace?' I asked. I didn't ask Grace yet, whoops.
'Sure, can we do it at my house though?'
I looked at her and nodded. Then I got up and threw out the post its. I wonder what she had to tell me. The last bell rang and we started walking.
"Let's hang out at Hannah's." I said.
"Okay!" Grace answered, texting her mom if it was O.K. We started walking to the bus, and when on the bus we went to the back. The bus ride wasn't too significant. Until Hannah texted me (even though she was right next to me).
'I like Grace' my mouth dropped. And right at the same time Grace texted me.
'I like Hannah'.