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peyton was really freaking out. not like a normal, 'peyton's freaking out again.' but more like 'PEYTONS FREAKING THE FUCK OUT GUYS!' kinda way.
it was after school and peyton was doing the interview today.
she was currently pacing up and down the sidewalk right outside from the school. she was picking at her knuckles sharply, and her breaths were slipping from her control. she was a mess. in her peripheral sight was the field, with the lacrosse players still at practice. boys filled with testosterone were laughing and goofing around on the field. peyton couldn't believe that they were so at ease right now while she was in such a state of distress. she looked away from the boys, her eyes fixed on her constantly moving feet.
the practice would end soon and then she'd have to pull aside matt for the questions. he didn't even know about this which made peyton impossibly more worried. what if he couldn't do it today? would that be better or worse? definitely worse. it had been exactly a week since that one time in here room and she hadn't got much time left.
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21 Questions, matt sturniolo
Fanfiction" is your name google? because you've got everything i've been looking for. " .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ‧₊˚ IN WHICH ━━ peyton works for the school newspaper and is assigned to interview the goalie for the lacrosse team. in no way does she think that she's ready for...