The Quiet Boy

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So I have a cold🧍🏽‍♀️In the summer😀What the hell? 🥸Anyways outfit up top is Marielle's. Enjoyyy😝

Marielle is paired with quiet kid Damien for a project. The pair decided to go to Damien's to work on it after school. All was good until the sexual tension rises and Damien becomes a brave guy.

"Okay class here's this weeks project. You'll be making a PowerPoint and diagram of bacteria" our teacher shows us a picture of a homemade diagram.

"How does it have to be made?" A girl behind me asks.

"With items that you have at home, the only thing I'd let you go out and buy is plaster. In reality you don't even need plaster. You can use cardboard, clay, a shoe box" she shows us another picture.

It seems easy enough, but my lab partner isn't here for the entire week. She got suspended for fighting the girls that were bullying her little sister. It really wasn't fair and we tried to get the principle to let her off with a warning, but apparently they have a zero violence policy. It's complete bullshit though. Half the kids in the school get bullied and jumped, but the bullies get no repercussions ever.

"What if your lab partner is absent?" I ask.

"You can work with Damien since his lab partner isn't here either" she says and Damien looks up at the mentioning of his name.

I've never properly talked to Damien since elementary school. He's always quite and reserved, doesn't have any friends really, and is usually by himself most of the time. He's one of the ones that gets bullied and nothing happens to the bullies. He kind of just takes the shit they put him through and moves through it like a steel wall. I've never seen him fight back, cry, or flinch, not even the slightest bit.

"Okay.." I grab my things and move to Damien's table, since I knew he wouldn't get up to move to mine. He had his earbuds in, but when he heard the chair sliding against the floor he looked at me.

"Now that you guys are paired up, go ahead and start brain storming. Make sure you exchange numbers or whatever you use so that you can keep in contact with your partner" she explains more about the rubric and requirements, then leaves us to talk.

"Sooo..." I look from my lap to him.

"We could start it at my house, if you want.." he offers looking into my eyes. His eyes are so gorgeous, they're emerald green with flecks of gold and brown. They're also very captivating and I could stare at them for hours. I realized I never really heard his voice and it was deep, but soft. He talked quietly, but I can hear him just fine.

I've had a tiny crush on Damien since middle school. He was always so kind to me and I was in his spot at one point. Considered nerdy and weird by the girls and considered ugly and fat by the guys. Damien really helped me and he doesn't even realize how much it meant to me.

Of course things changed and we definitely grew apart as we grew up. Damien and I switched places and I wish I could help him more. I wouldn't say I'm popular now, because I far from it. I'd say I know a decent amount of people in the school, but I would classify them more as acquaintances than friends.

Anyway I think doing this project with him will be fun and maybe we could be friends again or something.

"Uh yeah" I nod, then take out a piece of paper. I write my number on the little slip and pass it it him.

"What's this?" He asks before grabbing it.

"My number, for the project" I tell him and he takes it.

"I'll uh text you my address" he quickly mentions as the bell rings indicating it was now lunch time. Usually I sat on the bleachers with my friends, so that's where I headed. Coincidentally Damien sits across under a tree.

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