Lauren POV
There she is, Y/N Y/L/N. Captain of the basketball team. She's so perfect and I'm not. I'm the schools badass with tattoos and piercings. Someone as perfect as Y/N would never like someone like me.
I close my locker and head to my first class, AP Biology. I get there early and sit in the back of this class. Once the bell rings all the students pile into class. I look over and see Y/N sitting next to me.
I'm excited on the inside but nervous on the outside. I know she hates me. I accidentally tripped her the other day and she injured her ankle. She couldn't play last weeks game.
I sit there quietly and look at the desk, finding it interesting. I can feel her looking at me. Maybe she secretly likes me.
"Can I borrow a pencil?" That sweet voice makes my ears perk up. I subconsciously reach into my backpack and pull out a second pencil and hand it to her.
It's silence between us for the whole class until the end. A piece of paper is pushed in my direction with her phone number and address. Maybe just maybe she likes me too...
A/N
If you are single and you know it raise your hand. *raises hand* If you are single and you know it raise your hand. *raises hand* If you are single and you know it and you really wanna show it. If you are single and you know it raise your hand. *only one to raise hand* *cricket noises* okay... :c
I am lowkey very lonely in the romance department. Hmu
