After third period, I saw Nash talking to his friends or whatever and they were looking at me weird. But he, he look at me even weirder.
He was smiling at me and looked at me for a while.
I ignored him and went to my locker and got ready to go out for lunch.
"Hey" I heard from behind my locker door.
I closed my locker and saw Nash.
"What do you want?" I said sounding a little meaner than I wanted.
His smiled faded, then came back.
"I just wanted to talk"
I nodded, "but aren't I weird?"
"No" he shook his head and looked into my eyes.
His eyes were so blue, he looked like a devil. I don't even know why people liked him.
"Look, I gotta go" I locked my locker and tried to walk away.
But he pulled me by the wrist.
"Hey Hailey, I just wanna talk to you" he spun me to face him.
I tried not to make eye contact with him, "how do you know my name?" I asked.
"You're quiet, but not that quiet" he smirked
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Lonely Habits → n.g (on pause)
Fanfiction"Are you talking to yourself?" "Sorry, it's a habit...." In which a girl likes to be alone and picks up a habit of talking to herself. Everyone thinks she's a freak, but she doesn't care. But one boy doesn't mind. Idea creds: @httpdaddygilinsky
