a week had passed since that day in class.
since then, he'd become one of the most popular guys in school. he made friends with everybody it seemed, but me.
"oh my god," whispered a girl to her friend behind me. "finn just winked at me!"
i turned and glared at her, then tried to pay attention to the teacher.
"what's her problem?" her friend whispered.
truth was, i didn't know exactly what my problem was. this was completely ridiculous! why can't i just talk to him? god knows everyone else had.
i felt something hit the back of my head. i turned around and saw finn motioning to ball of paper on the ground.
waiting until the teacher turned around, i quickly picked it up and unwadded it. on the paper was 10 digits. i scrunched my eyebrows together and turned to look at him. he was quickly taking notes, or pretending to.
i glanced at the paper one last time before shoving it in my pocket.
A/N: hello everyone! sorry for such a short chapter, but things will get better (i hope) this was just a shitty filler honestly
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