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𝟏: 𝑷𝑰𝑳𝑶𝑻

$ Clay was running down the hall, late for his 4th-period class. He burst through the door with his blonde hair all in his face and an awkward smile as the entire class turned to look at him. " heh.. sorry" He said out of breath

"Get to your seat Thompson," The teacher ordered with an unamused expression-

$ He gave a small nod and then took his seat next to George Davidson, the boy he's had a crush on for a while now. He gave a small wave and then turned to the board, fixing his hair a little and catching his breath.

% He awkwardly waved to the out-of-breath boy, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he turned back to the board even if he kind of wanted to know why he was so late "why are you late?" he whispered not making any eye contact with him

$ He grabbed his notebook from his backpack, pulled out a pencil and acted like he was doing work "no reason.." he whispered back, writing whatever was on the board to seem productive.

% He turned to him suspiciously and sighed leaning his head on his hand listening to the boring lecture about geography or whatever. He mostly just wanted to get the day over with, he was also pretty hungry because he has to wait like 6 hours to get to lunch

| After about 50 minutes of useless words, the bell rang and Clay got up quickly, stuffing his things in his bag and then running out to the hall. He found his buddy Nick by their lockers and he went to greet him. "hey man.." he said with a wide smile, stuffing things in his locker and pulling things out.

] Hey! Heard you were late for 4th period, what's up with that? Are you seeing someone I should know about?" Nick raised an eyebrow at him curiously, even if he wasn't surprised because everyone hated geography. Once, a kid fell asleep in class, and the next day he got suspended for a whole week.

$ "what!? No!" he defended himself quickly, grabbing his things for his next period. "I was just late, y'know. slept in" he used it as an excuse, turning to him and leaning on his locker, spotting George walking through the halls, trying not to stare too much.

] "slept in? Can't your aunt just wake you u-" he paused to see Clay admiring the nerdy awkward kid, George, and rolled his eyes "give it a rest Clayton, there's a rumor going around that George is dating Stacy so I don't think he's going to change his sexuality for you. maybe if you weren't so awkward there would be a chance but I don't think he's into you " he crossed his arms also leaning on the blue metal lockers

$ He sighed "yeah yeah I know... but he's cute, maybe the rumor's not true!" He argued, shrugging his shoulders and looking back to Nick "most rumors aren't.." he crossed his arms as well, glancing at George again before making eye contact with Nick. "plus, I'm not the only one crushing on someone taken" he narrowed his eyes at nick, a small smirk spreading across his face-

] ok, shut up!" he nudged Clay's shoulder gently " I guarantee you that Karl Jacobs and Luke what's his name aren't meant for each other. I also guarantee you that I will never be with him because it's just a silly little crush" he wiped his eyes comedically and scoffed at the sight of Luke and Karl holding hands at the other side of the hallway

$ "poor nick" he said sarcastically, letting out a quiet chuckle "well at least you might have a chance, Karl's obviously gay and George just seems annoyed by my presence" he said with a small sigh, relaxing his shoulders and getting one last glance at the dark-haired boy.

] well maybe you just need to do something remarkable and then somehow, someway he'll like you" he shrugged mounting his backpack strap on his broad right shoulder and scurrying off to period 5 which was right before lunch