him ☾ john lennon

trente-huit

It was the next day and Aurora hadn't heard from Stuart. She was a bit nervous to talk to him, anyway.

What would he say? Would he lash out at her for missing their date and seemingly standing him up?

No, that wasn't Stuart. But something in the back of her mind told her to try and avoid the conversation as much as possible.

Aurora sat in her seat as people filled the room, taking their seats.

"Aurora." John said, in a fake posh accent as he walked passed her.

"John." She replied, equally as snooty.

He stuck his tongue out and sat down.

"Where were you last night?"

Aurora turned around to see Stuart standing behind her with a disappointed stare. "Oh, erm-"

"She was at mine." John cut into the conversation, with little to no remorse.

Stuart's brow lifted in confusion as he looked between Aurora and John, he opened his mouth to speak when Mrs. Milton appeared in front of the class.

"Take your seats, ladies and gentlemen- and you too, you hooligan."

John huffed as he dropped his feet from his desk, "Afternoon to you too, Harriet."

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