Shy And Popular

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Popular's P.O.V

Game nueve

I walked to the bleachers and saw Shy looked stunning as always, I wish I could tell her how I felt about her. About the fact that I loved her but she couldn't see it. She was perfect and once we started hanging out at school she got more comfortable with me and now she sits with me and my friends and all my friends love Shy and they all accepted her into our friendship group.

I really want to ask Shy out but I can't because my dad is planning a date for me and this snob at our school named Trisha. My dad and Trisha's dad want us to date so I have to miss the twelfth match just to go on a stupid date I don't even care about.

"Well hello there cupcake!" I said to Shy causing her to blush, she is so cute.

"Hello lady killer, are you excited for tomorrow? ALT-J HERE WE COME!" Shy asked as I laughed at the lady killer part of the sentence, where did she come up with these nick names?

"Why yes I am milady!" I said back to her in a strong British accent.

"Ah, good my young sir, would you care to listen to my music? I am playing some classical 'Fall Out boy' today?" Shy asked in a sweet British voice making me burst out laughing getting dirty looks from people around us.

"Why yes I would love to listen to your music milady!" I replied before grabbing a headphone and listening to the music with Shy as our foots danced together and we did footsies. At the end of the match I hugged Shy goodbye and kissed her hand.

"A farewell from his young sir!" I said to her as I turned around smirking to myself as I walked away leaving a blushing and confused looking Shy. Victory!