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i had an empty seat next to me since jake wasn't in homeroom today. i ask myself why but maybe he does like me and i just made him jealous? i don't know. the new kid was looking around for places to sit so i waved and caught his attention. "over here pretty boy." he seemed to have blushed and sat down next to me.

he gave me a hand, as if i were supposed to shake it. lame. "hi i'm noah." he raises an eyebrow, "is your last name chavez?" what? how could he possibly know that? does he know me?

i nod slowly and narrow my eyes so he would get the point across that i'm confused. "sorry. i just think i follow you on instagram." oh okay. "oh." i smile. "where are you moving from?" he looks away and shrugs, "don't wanna talk about it." at the end of his sentence he re connected eye contact with me. that's a little odd but i guess i can respect that. something bad could have happened to him.

i nod, "its fine, so what class do you have first?" i raise an eyebrow and feel eyes on my breasts, of course he's one of them. "eyes up here." i smile sarcastically and laughs at himself, "sorry... i have chemistry." oh great. actually... yeah. great.

"really? me too." he smiles, he has a beautiful smile. "i'll sit with you if you want." he perks up, not as shy as he were. "yeah that's good with me." we exchange smiles and the bell rings, i show him around as we walk to chemistry. we walk into the classroom and i see carl, sitting alone this time. carly's with a guy in the back.

i see carl's eyes on me, but soon wonder to the hot guy next to me. did i mention he was hot? i see carl's jaw clench and i place my hand on brandon's arm to get him out of the zone he was in, just staring around the classroom taking everything in. he looks down at me and smiles. damn why does he smile this much? not that he looks bad doing it..

i point to a lab in the back that we can sit in, knowing carl probably told carly to leave him alone today so i could sit with him.. but i didn't care.

brandon sat down and i did the same. he moved a, lifting his shirt up a little exposing his v line. he catches me staring and i look up. he didn't smile this time, he looked at me as if he were hungry for something. but what?

soon the eye contact was broken by the teacher greeting brandon, i kind of forgot he was new. she smiled at him and basically questioned the shit out of him. he breaks out a laugh a couple times. he's fucking charming her! the teacher walks away and brandon looks to me. "i think i'll be fine here."

i smile, you probably will be. as we were talking i didn't even notice carl was staring. i turn my head to him and move my lips to the side in a frown. he looked away.

after school i saw carl standing with debbie outside, they looked like they were arguing. i didn't want to get involved. i turn the other way to see jackson walking towards me from a group of people, "hey chavez." i smile, i likes the way he called me that.

"hey brandon," i point to the group of people, "new friends?" he nods, "wanna hangout?" i think about it, i turn back around to see carl staring at the two of us talking, then i turn back to brandon. he can go stare at the girl he likes. "is that your boyfriend or something?" i'm quick to shake my head, no. even though i might want him to be, it's never going to happen. brandon gets a relieved look on his face, "good." i raise an eyebrow. what does that mean?

i agree to hanging out with him so he drives me to in n out. "this is my favorite fast food, how'd you know?" he smiles, "it's mine too." he orders the food through the drive through and hands me the bag, while driving off. "so where are we going?" i wondered where.

"oh, back to my place?" i think about all the things that can go wrong but i agree anyway. "that's fine."

we get to his house, which wasn't even in the southside so i wondered to myself why he went to the school there but i brush it off. it's a nice ass house.

we get inside and almost immediately a dog runs to the door to greet brandon. dixie this is noah. the dog attacks my leg with his and expects what a pet from me? so i pet him and his tail starts to move. he's really cute.

"so my room?" i nod. i think i might actually like him..

he sits on the edge of his bed and i find myself at his desk chair. "you have a really nice house." i compliment. he nods but looks down, "my parents, are almost never here." i felt bad, but then remembered i don't have any.

"you can sit with me on the bed, you know?" i look around then nod. i sit next to him and we start eating. when we were done he turned on the tv in his room and sits himself against a pillow, "come sit next to me." i nod and curl up on the side next to him, he puts on a movie that i've never seen before and puts a blanket on top of us.

throughout the movie he kept glancing at me but i never looked back. i look around his room at photos. there's one of him when he was a little kid..

holy shit. i know him. he was in my third grade class. i had the biggest crush on him. we used to call him bradie and he hated it. i turn to look at him and he looks back, smiling. i bit my bottom lip and basically jumped on his lap, he looked at me like he was waiting for this. "woah woah." i bit the inside of my cheek, he's definitely matured. "i missed you bradie." his eyes widened.

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Sorry for the late update