love out of line

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"How do you not like crackers?" I questioned my best friend of 15 years as we walked through the crowded high school hallways filled with teenagers who had no idea what a shower was.

"I know you think I'm crazy because of that, but crackers are definetly the most disgusting thing to exist, besides The Weekend's music." Sara rolls her eyes

"I don't think you are crazy, I know you are. Also, don't be bashing down on The Weekend." I rolled my eyes back at her

"Whatever, so do you want to work on our history project this hour?" She bumps into someone

"Ugh, why? Study hall is meant for sleeping." I groaned

"Oh please, study hall is so much fun, and you get to work on stuff in school rather than at home." Sara says

I smiled "You are the most optimistic person I've ever met."

"That's why I'm your best friend," she smiled at me "cause someone needs to cheer up your grumpy ass."

I couldn't help but laugh "Wow, thanks."

"Anytime." She stuck her nose in the air acting snoby

I rolled my eyes in joking way.

"Don't think I didn't see that." She glared at me

"Course not." I smirked as we walked into our study hall

We sat down in our seats in the back of the classroom, and I looked at the teachers desk and noticed he wasn't there.

"Sara! The teacher isn't here!" I said loudly

"So? He could walk in any second." She looked at the door placing her book bag on the floor

"It means I can complain about this class without him yelling at me, " I confirmed with my hands on my hips "I hate this this class, I hate this class, I hate this class, did I mention I hate this class?"

I noticed a few students laughed, but then someone walks in and throws down their bag causing the few students to look over.

The guy has his back turned to us, sitting in one of the farthest desks away from the teacher in the front row. He looks like he has a tall figure, it's just harder to tell, hence, he is sitting. Let me just say, his arm muscles are mighty fine. He has dark brunette hair, and a decent build.

Before I could investigate any longer, he turns around. I'm taken aback when I see his face.

Wow, funny thing is I know this guy, he hangs out with my brothers.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." He smirked

I roll my eyes "I wouldn't want to be caught dead with you in my gallery."

He looked at me with wide eyes not expecting me to talk back. It's not like I could blame the guy, I never talk all that much.

Just kidding, I can't keep my mouth shut. I'm going to guess he didn't think I would talk back. Well a boy thought wrong. 

Oh ya, I never mentioned his name. Now let me announce this is a granny voice, silly me. His name is Cole.

"Someone finally grew a pair." He laughed and sat down in a seat one row ahead of me

I rolled my eyes and sat down as the teacher walked in, this teacher was the worst.

"Cole, I assume this is the hour your schedule changed to my class." He spoke setting his coffee mug down onto his desk filled with neatly stacked papers and a laptop.