light headed | boyxboy

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"i believe we've met before"

the classroom is blurry with sounds and miller wright's starry eyes have thrown me off. beside me, theo seems to nod vaguely, still charmed by evening on his arm. 'probably his girlfriend' clicks in my brain. i bite my lip and cast an audacious glance at the guy i managed to have an awkward encounter with twice. he's leaning back in his chair, pen in hand. for a moment, it's just miller and i, gazing at each other. i pray for theo to start some kind of conversation before i say something unintelligent in french again.

"buenos dias", a high voice calls from the front of the classroom. the next best thing. i turn around, hurrying to the desk closest to me: in the middle of jaiden and theo.

"buenos dias", a few people mumble back. i stare at our teacher, unamused. she's pale and blonde, with a dull, bored look in her grey eyes, like she's already drained by the school year. in a split second miss kellie has plastered on a gleaming, bleached smile. the fabricated enthusiasm makes me feel ill.

"to those of you who don't know, i'm miss kellie. i teach year eleven spanish!", she chirps, picking up what must be some kind of language textbook. "for an introduction, let's start with some basic phrases in a conversation. grab a partner"

there are groans. i swallow, hard. oh god. i turn to my right, theo throws me an 'i'm sorry' look and continues to laugh with evening. i change my mind about theo - he has already ditched me for pussy. around me, people snatch their choice of partner up. i'm unpleasantly reminded of that scene in the hunger games at the cornucopia. shoot or get shot. or however that saying goes. then, there's a gentle tap on my shoulder.

"be my partner?"

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