"Hey, Noah is it okay if we study at your house after school?" Finn asked, walking beside Noah, linking his arm with his.
"I'm kinda busy." Noah pulled away, looking down at the tan light sidewalk, caused by the sun overhead.
"Y-yea right." Finn mumbled, under his breath, turning back around the way he came, heading back home, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Once again skipping school, just because the one he loves won't notice, and somehow always rejects.
This is short,
I
(Y)am
(B)ve(r)ry
sorry, don't kill me!
I'm horrorible at puns so..
