chapter eighteen

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I stared at my phone placed face-up on the table in front of me

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I stared at my phone placed face-up on the table in front of me. My fingers reached forward to tap the green call button.

"Nope, can't do it," I said definitively, drawing away. "Can't, not possible, nope." I scampered to my feet, ready to rush out the door.

Izuku grabbed me by the wrist. "Not so fast. You didn't even try!"

I glared at him. "I did too try! Unfortunately, I have this thing called anxiety, not sure if you're acquainted, but it's a bitch."

"It's just a phone call," he insisted.

"Yeah, and talking to Uraraka is just a conversation, but that doesn't stop you from almost shitting your pants every time you do it," I shot back. 

Izuku scowled. "So not the point." The tips of his ears went red.

I grinned, knowing I won, and turned for the door.

"Absolutely not!" the green brat yelled, slamming it shut. "You are going to make this phone call whether you like it or not."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

"Is it really, really necessary?"

"Aizawa said you had to, and we both know it's better to rip the band-aid off in one go."

"But I don't want to."

"Maybe you don't, but it is what it is. Please hurry up, I have training with Uraraka in fifteen minutes."

I groaned, slipping back into my seat at the table. I reached a finger forward and tapped the button.

Rrringgg... rrringgg... rrringgg... rrringgg...

"Yeah? Who is this?"

I took a deep breath. "H-hey, Bakugo."

There was a pause.

A long one.

"The fuck are you calling me for, Spider-Freak?" he finally grunted out. "And how come you have my number, stalker!?"

"I promise I'm not a creep, Izuku gave me the number!"

"WHY DOES HE HAVE MY NUMBER!??"

I glanced over at Izuku who was anxiously shaking his head and waving his hands.

"He's a stalker," I said simply.

The green-haired boy raked his hands over his face. "Noooooooooo!"

Bakugo made a disgusted noise and cleared his throat. "You didn't answer the first question, moron."

I glanced nervously at Izuku who motioned for me to go ahead.

"Uhh... well you know about how Aizawa wanted us to get partners to train for the Sports Festival?"

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