chapter 2 •

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Y/Ns POV:

We make it to the school and for some reason my Uber goes here? Which is kinda weird but I said thank you and took off. I walked into the building and saw crowds of people, who had known eachother from their previous years at this school. It's Senior year so it feels kinda awkward not having any friends. I just stood there kinda confused on where to go when I felt someone tap my shoulder from behind me.

I look behind me and Nick Sturniolo was standing behind me with a smile on his face. Nick Sturniolo behind me?! I felt starstruck as he opened his mouth.
"Hey, I couldn't help but to see you seem really confused, is it your first day here?"
I was a bit speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Oh! Sorry, yeah it's my first day. I just moved here and I have no idea where to go." I stumbled over my words a bit but suddenly I just started rambling.
"I know you probably get this a lot, but you're Nick Sturniolo right?? Big fan and didn't know what to say when I saw you." I say embarrassed trying to laugh off the nerves.
"I am, I do get it a lot it's fine though." He said trying to laugh off the awkward conversation.

Trying to get back on topic I just continue the old conversation. "Um, what class do you have first? And if we don't have the same class can you show me where my first class is?" I ask trying not to be to quiet. "I have math first, worst class ever I actually hate it so fucking much." Nick says in a passive-aggressive tone. "Oh, I have math first too. Can we walk together there? I have no idea where anything is, I never got a tour of the school for some reason." I reply. "Oh yeah, of course! What's your name by the way?"
"Y/N."
"Nice to meet you!"

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