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i spent break time with grace and we got on so well. our conversations flowed so easily and we have the same music taste. we walked around the school gossiping and listening to music. it seemed so fun, well until the bell rung.

she looks at me and shouts "spanish, woo!"
she links my arm and turns me around, skipping to spanish.

but i just stand there with my face dropped. how could i have forgotten i'm going to have to sit behind noah the whole lesson. especially after what he saw in pe.

i groan and let grace guide me.

we walk into spanish early as miss greets us and i sit down. i get all my stuff out of my bag and place it on my desk, then placing my head on the desk and closing my eyes.

the loud noises of the room blur and i almost drift off.

that was until i felt a tap on my shoulder.

i look up and hear a whisper from behind me. i turn around and look at the boy behind me, who starts asking me about the homework.

i give him mine to copy and turn back around. as i turn i watch noah walk in. my eyes follow his strong aura as he sits down in front of me. i roll my eyes and put my head back on the desk.

"evie!" the boy behind me whispers, leaning in to give me back my homework. i take it and smile. i turn back around and see noah looking back at me, making direct eye contact.

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we sit in silence for a few moments, remaining eye contact.

"what are you looking at?" i spit at him angrily.

he looks at my eyes, then looks down, then  back up to my eyes again and laughs.

"why are you so angry all the time?" he says, chuckling.

"i'm not angry you just annoy me."

"what's annoying about me?"

i wish i could tell you. the way your hair curls so perfectly. the way your posture is naturally bad but you're still taller then the others. the way your jawline tenses whenever you swallow. the way your veins become prominent in your hands when you move your pointer finger. the way your eyelashes are longer then mine.

"just....... you."

he shoots me a confused look while smirking and turns back around.

wow evie! that was so great! "just you.." the hell does that even mean?

i bury my head into my hands and cringe.

but i guess noah forgot about what he saw? but then again, it's not like he'd say "i saw you in your bra!!" to my face.

20 mins in and i'm still spinning my pen. then suddenly miss tells us to get on with our work. i panic and look around to try and figure out what we are actually doing.

"what the f*ck are we doing?" i mouth to grace

she rolls her eyes and aggressively points to the sheet.

i look down at it, look back at her and smile thanks.

but as i turn around i see noah staring back at me, again.

"what now?" i say

" i saw you the other day, you were outside my house."

i tilt my head a fumble my eyebrows, confused.

"you were on the floor. with your bike."

i widen my eyes and stare at him in shock, feeling my cheeks go red.

"and i saw you talking to ben."

"ben?" i say

"yes, the tall blonde one who was talking to you"

"ohhh so his names ben?"

"yes, why were you talking to him?"

"um, because i fell over? and he was helping me up? instead of just watching me like you."

"okay well whatever, i wasn't gonna go outside my house to come help you was i"

"you might've. plus ben crossed the road to help me so"

"yea well bens a d*ck."

"how? he seems pretty nice when he was helping me unlike you."

"he's just not nice, stay away from him."

"pfft. as if i'm gonna listen to you. he was nice when he helped me. and he's also gorgeous, why would i stay away from him?"

"ugh. girls like you never learn."

i sit there with my mouth wide open. the audacity this man has.

"girls like me? tf is that supposed to me?"

"you'll do anything for a good looking man."

"don't be jealous because you aren't one." i chuckle under my breath.

"right because skinny guys aren't your type. are they?" he says, turning around.

i felt kind of bad, because he seemed kind of upset but i was only joking. if only he knew that i thought he more gorgeous then ben. and i did like skinny guys.

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