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*One month goes by*

"Welp this should be great" I said unsurprisingly. As I parked my car in a parking lot area at school, I grabbed my bag and accidently bumped into a tennis boy. How do I know he's a tennis boy? Cause he went to his passenger side to grab his racket.

"Its my first day here, don't break my car" I said sarcastically.

"Ah no your good" he said frustrated.

"Oh I'm absolutely sorry, my names Helara" I pull my hand out.

"Nice name, I'm Malcom" he shakes hands with me.

"I'm gonna head to class now, see you later?" I shrugged my shoulder happily.

As I'm walking to my first period (English btw) I sit the second row from our teacher and lay my bag behind my chair. I obviously took my pencil out and notebook as the teacher was instructing the class. When I finished writing my name I looked back up and see that Malcom walked into the same class as me. My eyes widen and as shockingly he sat in front of me. He turned and smiled at me. In my head I was like "What the heck is happening."

He than turns back around and passes a note to me. "You wanna stay after school to play tennis with me?" I wrote back "nope im good, thank you though" and yes I passed it back.

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