You join Conor's school, his class. He and his friends ask if you wanna hang out with them.
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(im british - day/month/year)
Started : 26/01/2024
Finished : ???
It had been a few weeks since (Y/N) had joined our friend group, she's really nice to everyone and fitted into the group well.
I was sat at my table with Price, excepting (Y/N) to be there too. But she wasn't.
"Hey, Price, have you seen (Y/N) in today?" I asked him, he just fixed his glasses with a shrug. "No clue." He muttered.
I sighed and turned my attention to the front of the room. It was a supply teacher, no body really sat in their assigned seats unless they were already by their friends.
That's when I saw Evelyn Walker-Martinez walk over to mine and Price's table, Price huffed in annoyance as she sat down.
Evelyn sat in (Y/N)'s seat, twirling her long, curly, blonde hair between her fingers. "Hey, Conor~! Hey, Price~!" She giggled, batting her eyelashes at us.
"Uh- hi, Evelyn." I muttered awkwardly with a forced awkward smile. Price grumbled a hello and I looked past Evelyn and at the door to the classroom.
Evelyn was in the middle of telling a story that neither me, nor Price, were listening to and instantly started to whine at me. "Conor! Listen!" She pouted.
I kept my eyes on the door, hoping that (Y/N) would walk in. "I am, Evelyn." I muttered before my eyes lit up as I saw the door opening.
(Y/N) had walked in, she saw Evelyn was in her seat and sat on the spare one on the table. "Oh- (Y/N), where were you?" Price asked, now seeming interested in what was going on on the table.
"I had to see my dad in London yesterday, sorry I'm late." She smiled at me and Price then looked at Evelyn.
"Hi, I'm (Y/N)!" She said with a smile to Evelyn. Evelyn looked her up and down, sticking her hand out to shake. "Evelyn Walker-Martinez." She said with a completely straight face, like she was judging her.
I smiled at Evelyn as she shook my hand before I let it fall to the table. "It's nice to meet you, Evelyn. I love your name, by the way!" I said with a smile.
She just snorted and rolled her eyes, turning to Conor and talking at him.
"Alright then..." I muttered.
Price started to laugh and leaned forwards towards me, whispering, "We don't like her, she has the biggest crush on Conor but Conor cannot stand her." He said with a grin, I smiled back with a small laugh.
I was talking to Price when I heard Evelyn, in the middle of her yapping to Conor, ask, "Oh my Gooooodddd! Conooooorrrr! Can I hang out with you and your friends?" She batted her eyelashes, dragging out every other word.
Price groaned and Conor sighed, giving in. "Yes. Fine." He placed his head in his hands.
"Oh my God! Yay! D'you hear that Price? I'm gonna be hanging out with your friends!" She said with a grin, to which Price let out a unenthusiastic, "Yayyy."
Evelyn looked at me with a smirk, twirling her hair between her fingers again. "Who are you gonna hang out with, (Y/N)?"
Before I could answer, Conor spoke, "She's our friend. She's going to be hanging out with us."
The smirk dropped off Evelyn's face, replaced with an annoyed one as she rolled her eyes. "Oh. Alright then."
Price elbowed my arm with a grin. "Looks like you have an enemy..." He whispers with a smirk.
