The Meeting

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Chapter 1
"Blaise Cobb?"the teacher called, "Here!" I hear the voice next to me call. I look over and he a white boy with a grey jacket, grey joggers, and a black beanie with a tuft of blonde hair poking out slightly."Erick Covarrubias!" the teacher yelled my name."Here.." I mumbled quietly, "Erick Covarrubias!"the teacher said my name once again, "He's right here!" this kid I now know as Blaise. "I uh thanks man..." I thank him looking up only to be greeted by welcoming green eyes filled with happiest, hopefulness, and friendship. I get captured into his eyes and I don't notice that I'm starting to stare. "Erick...Erick...ERICK" I finally hear Blaise calling my name. "We're going to have a tour of the school...are you coming?" Blaise ask questioningly searching my eyes for an answer. "I uh yeah"Erick said as he blushed. "So uh do you-ou play fortnite?"Erick asked trying to hide his very apparent blush, though Blaise already noticed this. Blaise laughed slightly and responded "Yeah bh101003" . "Here.." I pulls out a pen "write it down on my hand" I say sticking my hand out in front of me. As soon as I feel Blaise's touch my face lights on fire. I don't know why this is happening I'm...not gay?I uh I don't know at this point this boy has this effect on me that I can't control. "I wrote down my phone number so you can text me later" Blaise says smiling. "BOYS HURRY!" the teacher yelled at the both of us. We run to catch up to the class; me being my dumbass I trip and fall. I brace for the impact when I hit the ground ,but it never comes. I open my eyes since I had closed them subconsciously to see Blaise had caught me from hitting the ground. "I uh um I t-thanks IyouregreaIdidntmeantofuckyourehot" I say spitting out 15 words per second. "W-what?" Blaise said blushing while lifting me up. "N-nothing" I stutter my face now burning feeling like it's on fire. While helping me up Blaise held my hand , I look up at him and he smiles intertwining our fingers. While in the halls we got strange looks from teachers and fellow students as we pass ,but we didn't care.

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