him.
7th period.
9/20/15.
i sighed, swinging my backpack over the chair and pulling the pale yellow cover off of the calculator, my eyes meeting the dull gray color of the screen.
i pressed my finger against the on button. the device blinked once, words forming into a sentence marked in dark gray pixels, "okay.areyouathletic." i smiled, one that was faint.
i cleared the message, watching fresh letters flash across the surface, "ifthat'swhatyouwanttothink:)"
i shoved the gadget off to the side as the teacher started her lecture.
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tbh i have no idea where this is going again lol.
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calculator | p.jm
Fanfiction❝in which a boy tries to lift the self esteem of a girl in his class by typing notes on their calculator.❞ you should smile more. 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦? i'm just saying you're a lot more beautif...
