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Mal's POV

•next day•

I woke up and put on:

So what I found out with Hayes yesterday is:

•he's shy

•awkward

•stutters

•quiet

•he's good at art

•Nash can be really mean to him but only Nash is allowed to be mean to him, or as Nash says

•he gets bullied

He slipped up saying that last one, and made me swear on my life not to tell Nash.

I walked out. I was driving Hayes to school again. I ate some orange and went in the living room. 

I saw Hayes on his phone while all the guys were talking.

"Hey Hayes. Common. I'm driving you again." I said.

He nodded and we got in the car. He kept pulling his hoodie sleeved down.

Probley just a habit when he's nervous.

We got to school and went to his locker first. Then to mine.

"Hey what's you're combination?" Hayes said.

I paused and looked at him. "You didt stutter" I smiled.

That seemed to make him nervous. "I-I try not to" he said.

"Well good for you. But it's fine if you stutter. If people don't like you for you then they suck" I said.

I opened my locker fast which hit him in the head.

"Ow" he groaned.

"Sorry-here let me see" I said.

"W-what?" He said.

I put my hand on his shoulder and used my other hand to move his bangs.

He was shaking really a lot.

"You're gonna have a bruise" I said just as he dropped his books.

"Dammit" he mumbled.

I helped him pick up his books.

"Why were you so scared?" I said.

He thought for a minute then gulped and said "y-you make me really nervous, M-Mal"

I scrunched my eyebrows. "Why is that?" I said, closing my locker with my books.

He shrugged. "I-I don't know" he said as we were walking to Math.