and one time he did it on purpose
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(i know it's been here already, but it's been two years since this fic, my first fic ever and i think it deserves to not be as sad and awkward anymore)
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She finds it weird. Weird, and strange, and suspicious. Having him always there, somewhere in the background or passing by randomly, always when she is talking to someone or zoning out, deep in her thoughts. She wonders if it's something new, or if she just started noticing it now, recently. If she started paying attention to his person more than before. Or maybe he simply decided it's time to creep around her, or maybe she is just paranoid.
1/
Ambar is whiny again, moving her hands wildly in the air, huffing and flipping her hair back. Luna just lets her keep this steady face while trashing her, and honestly the brunette doesn't care. She just happened to be in the bad place at wrong time, overhearing some shady shit Ambar was talking about someone and Jazmin noticed Luna behind the back of annoyed blonde. Now she has to listen whole long lecture about how she needs to learn to mind her own business and not put her nose where she shouldn't.
Luna doesn't care at all, she literally just wants to go home, change and run to Roller, but apparently life is testing her and her next obstacle is Ambar with Jazmin, standing in her way on the hallway. She doesn't want to be rude or mean, and she doesn't interrupt the blonde and at first focuses on Jazmin, who with crossed arms very seriously keeps nodding her head at every word her /friend/ says.
When it's too much for Luna to manage watching the girls, she moves her eyes somewhere around so it doesn't look like she is ignoring the drama, she searches for a thing that catches her eyes and oh boy, this boy definitely is a good thing to stare at, while ignoring drama.
He is leaning against the wall casually, having some ugly, fat book in his hands, his long legs in those dark uniform pants. Luna hums tiny, definitely liking what she sees, and takes her eyes higher, very grateful to the person who invented school uniform, or at least here in Blake, because damn this jacket on his shoulders and around his arms is having her at least messy. If it weren't Matteo Balsano she would have thought he is hot.
She licks her lips a little with tiny sigh, until someone waves their hand in front of her face and Luna pouts in the first instinct, but then stops as soon as possible, seeing this dramatic wrinkle on Ambar's forehead.
"Lunita, are you even listening, or you are just taught to listen only when you aren't supposed to?" Smith rolls her eyes, talking probably too loudly if Luna were the one to judge
"What?" She asks and Ambar huffs offended before flipping her hair once again.
Jazmin half shuts her eyes, making her eyelids flutter angrily. "You weren't listening, were you?" she asks and Luna wants to answer something, she doesn't know what yet, but before she manages, the blonde speaks instead. "We will finish this conversation at home. Be careful for next time and try to not make any mess."
Ambar leaves and Luna just watched her storming quickly and Jazmin running after her awkwardly. Great.
2/
She is sitting with Nina in the Roller and trying to somehow do their physics homework. Or more like trying to do Luna's, because Nina has her done and since they got different exercises, it's even worse. Except that the day is very nice, the place is chill since most of the people decided to stay outside because of the weather.
