Part 6- Sing

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"Together we can just let go
Pretending like there's no one else here that we know..."

-Shawn Mendes, "Life of The Party"
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I just had the best idea ever" he said.

"What?"

"Let's skip school" he said, smiling.

"Shawn, I can't. I have to pick my sister from school" I said.

Even though that was totally true, it wasn't the only reason. Everyone knows I am a savage and I could do things that no one would dare to do but the only thing I could never do is skip school. I may be all rough but I actually like school. I don't love it since I hate waking up early but I like the classes and how everyone communicates even though I am bullied. I'm weird and I accept it. Shout to all my weirdo's!

"We come later and pick her up. Come on!" Shawn said and grabbed my wrist but I stood there, pulling back.

"I-I can't go! What if Isabelle has one of her asthma attacks? I need to be here" I said. Also true.

"You don't want to! You just wanna sit there and take classes, nerd" he said with a smirk plastered on his face.

Nobody calls me nerd, muffin boy.

"Fine! Let's go but we are going in my car" I said, walking all sassy to my car while fidgeting with my keys.

He catches up to me and gets in the driver's seat.

"Why are you driving?" I ask.

"Because it's a surprise, babe" he said and snatched my keys.

"Don't call me babe" I said getting in the passenger seat.

"Can't make promises~" he says in a singing voices while speed up, driving out of the school.

I open the middle drawer in between our seats, that I don't know the name of because I don't care, and take out some albums I have. I open one of them and slid the CD through the opening on the radio.

"People fall in love in mysterious ways!" Ed Sheeran sings through my radio. I sing along too.

"Take me into your loving arms" I sing but I hear to my left Shawn humming to the song.

"Look muffin boy, if you want to sing it, I won't judge. In my car, everyone is free to sing as you can see" I said, showing him all the albums I have and putting them back to their place.

He nods and sings:

"Baby, we found love right where we are"

At first I look surprised but then I glare at him. How the frick can he have the most beautiful voice in all Earth? I sing like a little girl crying for help.

"You sing amazing" I said, obviously jealous.

"I am impressed! That is the first compliment you have given me" he said sarcastically with that beautiful smile of his- wait what.

"I am dead serious! You should do covers or something" I said.

"Okay so I am gonna tell you a secret but you can't tell anyone" he said and I fake-zip my lips. He chuckles.

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