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i was skimming through the books in the library, when someone called my name. "hey, (yn)!"
i turned to see it was clay jensen, and he was sitting with the star of the baseball team, jeff atkins. also known as my crush since freshman year, and clay was one of the only people to know that.
"uh... hey clay. jeff," I greeted, awkwardly.
"...hey. hi, (yn)," said jeff.
"so, uh, why'd ya call me over here?" i asked.
"just, wanted to help jeff get a c average or above," said clay.
"um okay. in what?"
"datin—"
"ya know, clay, I left my textbook in my locker. let's just skip this session," jeff cut clay off before he could finish his sentence.
"could jeff use your world history textbook, by any chance, (yn)? " clay asked with a smirk.
i was blushing furiously as i glared daggers towards clay. "of course you can, jeff."
i sat down next to him and gave him my book. "here," i said quietly.
"thanks," he said.
i shook my head, " it's no problem."
clay and jeff did their thing, i sat there reading.
i looked up for the first time to see jeff was already looking at me, he looked away first. but I couldn't stop looking at his blushing cheeks.
"holy shit! just kiss already!" clay shouted from across the table.
jeff smiled and nodded before asking, "can i?"
"what do you think?"
i grabbed him by his letterman jacket and pulled him in.
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sorry I took two day to write it. the plot changed thrice. was this bad? i feel like it was bad
