my eyebrows knitted together at the sudden notification.
My heart pounded rapidly once I read the notification and the name of the person who sent the message.
I blinked repeatedly to ensure that I wasn't imagining it."what the fuck it can't be!"
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"hey pea can I copy your homework for English i kind of forgot to do it" . y/c pleads desperately at me.
I scoff at his irrelevant words "I told you not to call me that and here you go. Y/c you owe me". I hand him over my work in a annoyed manner.
Y/c smiles at me mischievously. "I'm sorry I just love that nickname and I'll return the favour by buying you ice cream later".
Y/c grabs my hand and his other hand is in his pocket searching for something.
Butterflies fluttered in stomach at the sudden contact. Over the past few weeks my feelings for y/c have grown stronger.
"I found it". He pulls a pen out of his pocket and begins writing something on my hand. "Knowing that your phone is always dead. Here is where to meet me after school"
I turn my attention to the writing on my hand and I begin laughing hysterically.
my locker
"Y/c I would have remembered to meet you here you knob". I playfully shove him slightly.
Y/c smiled snugly at me. "I know, I just wanted a reason to hold your hand".
