I was in History one day, waiting on Roy and drawing random shit in my notebook, when I heard someone slam their binder down next to me on the table.
"Took ya long enou-", I started to say and then I turned and saw it was'nt Roy, but another boy my age:
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"Sorry to dissapoint", he said as he sat down and I raised my eyebrows before turning away.
"What the hell kinda welcome to school was that?", he laughed and I turned back to him.
"Oh sorry, you must of mistaken my red hair for a welcome wagon so go somewhere else-cause you ain't gunna get it from me", I shook my head and smirked.
He just narrowed his eyes and smirked back at me before he leaned closer.
"Can I help you?", I cocked my head around.
"Are you always this bitchy?", he asked.
"Do you always flirt with the first girl you see?", I said as I leaned closer.
He just laughed and kept smirking.
"Your quick-I like that", he nodded and I rolled my eyes as I sat back."I'm Ryan."
"Look, I think your mistaking me for one of them", I said and nodded over to a group of school sluts."So why don't you go talk to them."
He looked passed me and to them, then looked back at me and shook his head.
"Nah-I meant to come talk to you", he nodded and I looked at him through my hair.
"Why exactly?", I said as I sat up and put my arm on the back of my chair to lean on.
"My phone-something's wrong with it and idk how to fix it", he sighed as he took it out and started messin with it.
