I sit in my seat in class and look at the whiteboard. Crap. We took notes yesterday! Why do I always get sick on the days that stuff actually happen?! I curse at myself.
I look around the class, searching for someone I actually like to borrow notes. I then notice someone that I've only talked to a couple of times but he's nice so I'll give it a try.
"Stiles." I whisper yell. His head swivels and catches my eye. He looks around himself confused and realizes I'm talking to him. He points to himself in question.
"Your name is Stiles, right?" I ask. He nods his head slowly. "Can I borrow the notes from yesterday? I wasn't here."
He scrambles through his bag, grabs his notebook, and makes his way to my desk. He then, very gracefully, trips on someone's backpack. Before he falls to the ground, I hurry up and catch him, holding him under the shoulders.
He looks into my eyes and I look into his. He has beautiful eyes. I then realized how close we were and my face begins to heat up, his pinkens.
He stands up on his own and hands me his notebook with the notes.
"Um... Here you go." He scratches the back of his neck.
I lightly smile. "Thanks." He grins and heads back to his seat. As he sits, he turns and looks at me, giving me a small smile.
Gosh, he's adorable.So... School is officially out!! Im a sophomore now and I'm so excited to meet upcoming freshmen:) I'm sooo happy and I probably will actually be able to update more! Anyway, comment, vote, request, blah blah blah:)
~Hails<3
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