2| Get Up

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Y/n's pov

We didn't have math class today, so Mr. Dale had one more day to forget about the embarrassment I made of myself.

As I walked around the school I saw my boyfriend. 'Wha-' I whispered.

He was with the cheer captain.

'Hey, babe,' you said.

He scoffed, 'The hell do you want?' Strange.

'Can't I say "hi" to my boyfriend?' you twisted your head.

'Yeah... about that.' He pulled you by the arm to the side. 'I don't what to be with you anymore. First of all, we are completely different and second of all, because of that we won't even go to the same colleges. Graduation is in 2 weeks. And you're kinda ruining my reputation,' he raised his eyebrows.

I was confused. And shocked, but mostly confused. I stared at him blankly. It was obvious that we weren't that similar, but opposites attract, right?

'Oh... okay.' I tried not to show weakness. 'Bye, Ezra,' I said with a fake smile.

I made my way into one of the empty classrooms and sat on the floor. Mr. Dale came a couple of minutes after me. He just stood there, hands in his pockets.

'Get up.'

'What?' I asked.

'I said, "Get up"!' he repeated himself with a more firm tone.

I took my things and followed him. What did he have in mind.

'Sir, where are we going?'

'You'll see.'

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