Mr. Lone boy

1

They are all aged up :) They are 16 (except Griffey and Finney who are 15, all of them are in the same grade)
(Forgot about Gwen she's 14)
Griffin:
I walk to class with my head down. I hold my books tightly to my chest. I take small steps, trying to blend into the environment around me.

I walk into my class. I silently stumble to my desk in the back corner. I sit down and place my books on the desk. I keep my head down as I start sketching.

I hear the chair next to me move, as someone sits in it. "Good morning Griff," someone says. I recognize the voice as Billy Showalter, the town paperboy. "Good morning, Billy," I quietly mumble as the bell rings.
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"Class dismissed," the teacher smiles. I pick up my things as Billy stand up. "Come on," Billy urges me. I stand up and start walking out of the class room. Billy follows shortly after me.

"Don't ignore me Griffinnnn," he whines. "What do you want?" I ask, my voice barely over a whisper. "I want to be your friend," he says, his voice beaming. "Why?" I scoff. "Because," he nonchalantly responds. "This dude is really annoying," I mumble under my breath as I roll my eyes. "Hey! I heard that!" Billy yelps. "Good," I mutter. I speed walk ahead of him.

He catches up to me in an instant. He follows next to me. "Pleaseeee," he whines. I don't respond. "Pleaseeeeeeeeeee," he complains. I give him the cold shoulder and try to get away from him. He still catches up to me. "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee-" he starts. "Fine," I cut him off. "Yes!" He cheers. Everyone turns their heads towards us. I hang my head down lower as he continues cheering. My face heats up from embarrassment as I feel eyes drill into my back.

"Can I have your number, best friend?" He sweetly asks. "No," I bluntly say. "Plea-" he begins. "Fine," I cut him off. He hands me his phone. I quickly type in my number and hand him his phone back.

I quickly rush off to my next class. I sit down in my desk and await for class to start.