Day 1

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How the hell was I going to get Gabby Peterson, the weird girl of the school to stop ignoring me?Sitting next to her yesterday was a big mistake, but thankfully I covered up my mistake pretty well.

I soon had also stood up and walked over to her table, where, might I add, she was sitting all by herself. I slammed my lunch tray on her table sat down next to her. "Hey." I said putting on a fake smile.

And with that a bunch of gasps could be heard in the cafeteria.

Shit.

My heart started to race and now I was panicking. "Get the fuck away from me. I want to sit her." I spat. I must admit, I felt bad. She however looked at me shocked considering I was being nice to her a few moments before. But soon after, hurt flashed on her face, that's when guilt washed over me.

She swallowed hard and stood up, she took her book with her and walked off, leaving her lunch tray on the table, soon everyone had came up to where I was sitting, taking seats beside me and asking how on earth I could've ever sat next to her.

I really didn't want to be seen with her, but this was a bet and I had no choice. I was going to be spending a lot of time with this girl and I just had to make a few promises to myself.

1: No falling in love. Scratch that, no liking her at all, just pretend to be her friend, flirt with her, get her to fall for me, ditch her and never speak to her again.

2: Be nice to her.

and lastly 3: NO FALLING IN LOVE.

I watched her intently as she pulled out books from her locker and shoved them in to her school bag and how careful she was with them. She swung her bag over her shoulder and slammed her locker shut, her black long sleeves were pulled over her hands and she looked down at her black converse as she walked, her hair hiding her face.

Without thinking I walked over to her, I don't care what anyone would think. "Hey." I said. "How has your day been so far?" I was trying to hard to make conversation. I was walking beside her but she didn't seem to care.

Oh god the stares I was receiving.

She looked up at me for a split second before walking faster. I soon stopped walking and let her keep walking.

This, for sure, was going to be a long month, but all I needed to do was up my game, and that's what I was going to do.

First of all, I need to give her some space so she could calm down from what happened yesterday. Tomorrow is the day I make another move.

I'm not sure how I feel about this, but whatever.

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