(Your p.o.v.)
I ran through the history classroom door, barely making it a minute or so before the bell rang. I saw my best friend Anna waving at me to come sit next to her in the seat she saved for me.
"Oh my gosh (y/n), guess who asked me to prom?!?" she excitedly asked me.
"Don't tell me, Harry asked you?!!" I answered back. She had the biggest crush on him, and I mean, I don't blame her, he was cute, but I thought my boyfriend Cody was cuter. Cody and Harry were both best friends like Anna and I, plus they were the school jocks, so every girl obsessed over their jaw-dropping looks. But I was happy for Anna and I, we were both going to prom with the boy of our dreams. As the bell rang, a guy named Daryl ran in, but was still counted tardy. He was really nerdy, and was always late. He never missed a paper and was always the "teachers' favorite" because he never made anything less than an "A" on an exam. I never noticed anyone hang out with him, I mean he was always alone with a book or working on something due in like a week, so everyone always assumed that he just didn't like girls or just people in general, therefore we left him alone.
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FanfictionYou are a senior at Duxton High who ends up falling in love with Daryl Michael Jackson, the class nerd, after you see him out of school in what he likes to call "his personality expressive appearance"