I hate science class, not the subject, but the fact that my crush, Shawn, is in that class. I'm incredibly awkward, especially around him. I always find myself blushing when he talks to me.
He's always flirting with someone. That's why I try not to think too much of it when he flirts with me, it's kind of hard considering I like him.
He's walking around the classroom, flirting with almost every girl he passes when the teacher screams for him to sit down, "Mr. Mendes! Find something to do or I'll give you something to do!"
On his way back to his seat, he passes me and looks me up and down, considering I'm standing up talking to my friend. I'm pretty sure he already knows I like him but just in case I roll my eyes so it looks like I'm not interested.
"(y/n)! Sit down!" my teacher screams at me. Of course I have to pass Shawn's seat in order to get to mine. I walk in the direction of my desk, looking straight ahead, trying my hardest to not look at him, but I feel him staring at me.
As soon as I pass him he calls my name, "(y/n)." I turn around in response. "Mrs. Smith told me to find something to do and I found you," he says with that damn smirk.
I can literally feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. I roll my eyes, a clear habit of mine, and and try to sound sassy, "I'm not a thing. And you will not do me." After I say that, I turn around and walk to my seat.
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THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED TO ME I CRY
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