I crossed my legs in the way that my right leg was resting on top of my left leg knee, cause I am not that lady like at all.
I raised my eye brow when he looked at me with a confused look.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Did you not listen to what Mr. Cutie was saying?" I questioned him.
"Uh, yeah no I was not listening to what Mr. Cutie was saying." He put quotation marks with his finger on the word Mr. Cutie.
"Well we are paired to do a project where Mr. Cutie will test our singing abilities and now we will be choosing a song to sing in front of the whole class, so can we please just pick a song to sing." I sighed and got off the table to sit next to him and stare at his face.
"Uh," He scratched the back of his neck. "What song do you want to sing then?" He said and looked me in the eye.
Damn those eyes, yes I know I'm making a big deal over hazel eyes but his are the most beautiful eyes I have seen in my life.
I snapped back to reality when he snapped his fingers in front of my eyes.
"You there cutie?" He asked as he put his hand down and smiled.
"Uh, yeah I was just thinking." Which wasn't really a lie.
He smirked. "Sure sure sweet cheeks I believe you." He said looking down.
He's so adorable! How?!
"Just shut up, I want to sing Perfect by Ed Sheeran, yeah?"
"Yeah sure." He said and crossed his arms. God damn you can see his muscles flexing through his leather jacket. Damn, yummy.
"Okay so do you know how to play any instruments? I only know piano." I pointed at myself.
"I know how to play acoustic guitar, electric guitar and piano that's it." He said as he closed his eyes and inhaled and then exhaled, his chest rising then lowering as he exhaled.
"Cool, you could teach me a little if you mind that is." I said biting my lip as I looked at him. I really want to learn how to play the guitar.
"I don't think I have that much time to give lessons, anyways you can looked it up on Youtube thats how I learned how to play the guitar." He said as he opened his eyes. His eyes softened when he noticed the sad look on my face.
"Its cool its fine and you're right I can just look it up on Youtube thanks for the idea."
He tilted his head, his eyes changing from sorrow to interest when he stared at me once more with the look that I once again dont know what it is. But the shivers still went to my spine.
"Are you that girl that sings on Youtube and Instagram?" He questioned.
"Uh, could you elaborate for me?"
"The girl that sings and gets lots of views and says that she is from Miami but was born in Cuba." (I think I cant remember tell me if im wrong or not.)
My heart stoped. He watches my videos. Shit, can the earth just swallow me right now?
"Umm, I don't know I guess you have to figure it out on your own." I smirked a little, I couldn't help it! He knows me!
"Okay." That's all he says as he walks away when the bell rings.
Damn it why does his butt have to look cute too! The hell?!
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Hope you laughed a little at the end and have a good day/good night/good morning or good evening. And I will try to update a little soon. This is also a little inspiration from Ari1dlover for supporting me and actually reading this crappy book that I actually give a fuck about so yeah. Love you fluffies.
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