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Corbyn's POV

I finally get to the cafeteria and see Mr.Charles arguing with the principal. I smile, walking to a line of hungry teenagers and joining them. I notice a sign that says 'Good afternoon Sisters! I have convinced the principal to let you have chipotle everyday for lunch! Have a great day Sisters!'. Finally! Everyone knew that this has been Mr.Charles' dream for a while. He has always wanted us to be distracted from all of these stupid lessons with an amazing meal everyday. I turn my head to the front of the queue and see the curly hair that I see everyday, getting served. After being served, Jack walks up to me "I'm gonna sit  over there with Zach join us if you want." I quickly nodded my head no, whispering to him "I don't want to be a third wheel" Jack looks at me "Fine, don't interrupt our 'romance'". Jack walks away to a seat opposite Zach and he sits down with his chipotle and starts to eat. They start talking and I see them both blushing. I smirk. These two are the cutest soon-to-be-couple I have ever seen. I whip my head around to the front of the queue and my eyes tell me that I am not so far away from getting served.

To after Corbyn is served

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To after Corbyn is served

I look for a seat that isn't with Zach and Jack, then I see Daniel and Jonah. I think about sitting with them but then realise it's a potential ship, so I sit next to Halle. "Hey H-Halle" I stutter, trying to make conversation. "Oh hi Corbyn" Halle says, now looking up at me. "Thanks for...y'know, sticking up for me..." She says, her eyes filled with bad memories. I weakly smile and nod "Your welcome" After that, we just talked. Two normal people, communicating. After I heard the bell I realised how time flew by. "Come to mine after school?" Halle nodded, but looked at me with a confused face "But I don't know where you live" she said, grabbing her leftovers and putting them inside of a nearby bin. "That's why im giving you my number" I say, flicking out a pen and writing my number on a small piece of paper. I hand it to her "Did you carry a pen and paper around waiting for this exact moment?" She says and I give her a smug face. She chuckles and walks off to the class she was assigned to be taught inside of. Then I lead my self through the winding halls, talking my steps carefully. I look at my time table, showing me my next class.

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