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"okay so he just randomly asked for your number?" danny asked again for the tenth time.

phoebe placed her hand on the bridge of her nose, taking in a deep breath. "yes, again."

danny threw her arms up into the air. "that's it, he's obviously in love with you."

phoebe spit out the water she was drinking all over danny's bedsheets and fell backwards off the bed. unharmed, she stood up and looked and danny with wide eyes and an open mouth. "no?! what the heck, where did you come up with that?"

danny was laughing uncontrollably, trying to speak between gasps. "you...should've seen your...face...," she gaped. phoebe placed her hands on her hips and furrowed her eyebrows. her head began to hurt and she gave in a laughed a bit with danny. once what happened hit phoebe, she admitted to herself it was pretty funny.

"sorry, sorry," danny chuckled, wiping tears from her cheeks. "that's was amazing, wow. but real talk, come on. maybe he's not in love with you, but there's something going on between you guys."

"like trying to become friends? dan, stop." phoebe waved her hands in front of her face and screwed her eyes shut, shaking her head quickly. "no, nope, nada, no. no."

"whatever." danny drew out the word. "i'm always right tho," she added in.

"you know what, okay. i give up, even though your wrong." phoebe hopped up from her bed and walked downstairs. "oh, danny i'm getting food by the way," she called up.

"thanks for the heads up!" danny yelled back. phoebe heard danny's footsteps walking down the stairs.

they went into the kitchen and phoebe set her phone on the counter. she then pulled out some lucky charms cereal and got milk. as phoebe was pouring the milk, she heard her phone ding.

"uh, phe?" danny asked? "who is cheese head?"

phoebe felt her cheeks warm. she stopped pouring the milk and looked strait forward. "that's uh, well-"

"no way, don't tell me," danny cut her off. "it's luke?"

phoebe turned around and shrugged. "you could say that."

danny frowned. "this is gonna end so bad." she shook her head.

"what do you mean? i thought we were done talking about this," phoebe whined, picking up a spoon and moving to sit next to danny at a little bar addition.

"luke seems nice and all, but he's in a grade above us. and he's pretty well-known in the school. and he's hot. and he's-"

"okay! i got it. by the way, i'm in a few of his classes," phoebe informed proudly.

danny groaned. "yeah, i forgot you're in smart people classes."

"anyways, you don't need to worry because nothing is gonna happen between us." phoebe took a huge spoonful of cereal and marshmallows. as she was scooping another spoonful, danny stole her spoon and at up the food. "sure, danny. you can have some."

"i didn't ask, but thanks." she stole another marshmallow and threw it into her mouth.

phoebe got up quickly and looked at her phone. she realized that luke probably texted her and that's why danny asked who cheese head was. he did, in fact, text her.

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cheese head
yeah i re-read what i texted you and realized that what i said what rude. sorry :-(

phoebe couldn't help herself from smiling. danny gave her a look. "what?" phoebe asked defensively.