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CHERRY FELT VIVIENNE'S GLARE ON HER BACK!
The red-haired girl focused on the doodle she was working on. Finney glanced over at her arm. She was writing his name, and then scribbling stars around the word.
Cherry looked up to meet his gaze. "The more you look at me like that, the more I'll think you're in love with me."
"You're not that charming." Finney replied, with a grin.
"I could get you if I wanted to."
"You couldn't."
"You can't resist me forever."
"I'm actively resisting you."
Finney shook his head, staring down at the study guide he was trying to fill out. He gestured to Cherry's blank packet.
She was putting more effort into her sketches than her studying which would determine her grades.
"Don't you have a pencil?" Finney questioned, setting his mechanical pencil down.
"Nope. All I've got in my backpack is my hopes, dreams, and gummy worms." She replied, burying her head in her arms.
"I'm concerned for you."
"Go be concerned somewhere else. I'm trying to sleep."
"What's with the attitude?"
"It's permanent. Goodnight."
"I'm not done talking to you."
"I have nothing more to say to you."
Finney rolled his eyes as she dramatically lowered her head back to its resting position. She was definitely gonna complain about not having studied hard enough later.
He tried to focus on his own assignment, but the idea that she'd possibly be upset continued to play in her head.
"Y'know, you're really distracting." Finney informed, picking his pencil back up as if he was trying to motivate himself to get to work.
"My beauty is a blessing and a curse." Cherry stated, tilting her head to look at him.
"Why would it be a curse?"
"Because stupid people talk to me. Let me go to bed now."
"You've gotta do your homework, Cherry."
"Do you enjoy seeing me suffer?"
"If I say yes will you get mad?"
She glared at him but forced herself to sit up. She yanked a pencil out of the side pocket of her bag and began to twist it between her fingers.
