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zoë walker hooper

when he walks in everyone's attention is on him. it's so cliche but, oh so true. it was as if he was the devil in a sea of angels, so interesting and so different. he didn't seem affected by the people watching him, he never showed emotion. he sits a few seats behind me and i question what i can possibly do to get his attention.

i could: a. run up to him faster than the speed of light and knock him out so hard his memory will disappear and he'll have to start over with his fuck boy ways.

i could: b. go up to him all sly and hardcore and ask him to go to the girl's locker room to talk to me after his football practice.

or... i could: c. do absolutely nothing and forget this ever happened.

even though my conscience is urging me to do choice 'c', i reluctantly choose 'b' and wait after our teacher sits back down at his seat. i go to sharpen my pencil and feel grayson's hazel eyes gazing into my back. i push a strand of hair from my face before going the opposite way so that i could catch him by surprise.

i come around from his left side, leaning over his shoulder and whispering slowly into his ear. his breathe hitches quickly and i feel a sly smirk spread across my crimson lips. he licks his lips at my words and i feel my self-esteem skyrocket. jeez, he's good looking when he's up close and personal.

"meet me in the girl's locker room after your practice."

my hand trails across his back and i walk forward taking a seat. my heart beat is unbelievably rapid and i breathe in lightly before pushing my hair behind my shoulder. i lean against my fist, which is propped up against the desk. i hear whispering behind me and i feel my palms begin to sweat.

the person directly behind me taps my shoulder and i turn to face her. she points her thumb to grayson who's sitting in the back looking up at the board. once he sees me looking at him, he smirks and mouths the words 'why?'. his eyebrow lifts and his plump lips purse. i feel my cheeks heat and i mouth a few words back, 'you'll find out.'

i hear him chuckle before shaking his head and nodding. he runs a hand through his thick, brown hair and looks back down at his paper. i turn back around and let out a silent sigh. now, i have to figure out what i'm going to do when we get there.

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