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Miley's POV
with ten minutes leaving the class, first period was over.

i looked at my schedule and back to Angel and the other girls. "does anybody have Math next?" i asked.

"Mandy, Missy, and I all have English." Mackenzie said. i looked at Angel.

she shook her head. "i have science." she explained.

i sighed.
"hey," Angel said, nudging my shoulder. "don't be so bummed. at least you have Math with Grayson."

that caused a smile to appear on my face.

"wait...do you like Grayson?" Missy asked.

both Angel and i shook our heads. "i was just saying at least she has Grayson because he's really good at Math."

Mandy knitted her eyebrows together. "i thought Ethan was the one that was good at math."

Angel shrugged. "i probably got them mixed up."

as the girls looked away and walked to English, Angel winked at me with a smile.

"thanks." i whispered.

she nodded. "see you next period."

i smiled and waved as she walked off to class.

i followed the directions to Math and stood in line waiting to enter the classroom. of coarse Grayson would end up standing right beside me.

i was just ready for lunch.
i was hungry and ready to get away from learning for once.

after 3rd and 4th period/lunch—

thank God it was lunch time. in Math i had to sit by Grayson. it was awkward.

he also had 3rd perioud—English and 4th period—science with me. Angel was also in my English class.

at lunch, i sat at a table with Angel, Missy, Kenzie, Mandy, and a few other girls that Angel said not to get involved with.

Grayson's table wasn't too far from us.

Grayson's table wasn't too far from us

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^^lol sorry for the horrible sketch

i felt like he was looking at me every now and then but i ignored it.

Grayson's table got called to get in line and get their lunch trays and right after we did. of coarse, i was standing right behind Gray.

when we reached the kitchen, both Grayson and I reached out the grab a fork, and our hands touched. he slowly pulled away.

"sorry..." he whispered.

"its okay." i muttered, awkwardly.

i sighed as i finished getting my tray. the trip back to my table i could feel eyes on me. they were from Grayson.

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