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N A D I A

High school was the most awful time of any teenagers life. And being bullied by Luke and the boys didn't help. I walk into class and feel like nobody. Luke and I decide maybe it was for the best that we don't make it a point to tell people we're together. Not because we don't want people but because it's our thing.

Nobody else but us has to know and get in the way for that.

I pull out my notebook and start copying the note on the board.

"Hey." Quinn smiles slightly. Quinn's a football player. He's very well known here. We were placed to sit together at the beginning of the semester. Which usually consists of silence from both of us.

"Hi." I smile.

"You're friend Addisons dating Ashton Irwin, right?" Quinn raises a brow. Ashton was different than Luke. He wanted everyone to know Addison was his and to back off. Honestly if it wasn't for the boy we all would have probably had boyfriends.

"Yeah." I nod.

They don't keep it much of a secret, constantly fighting or kissing at lunch.

"Nice." He nods.

"I didn't think a guy like you even knew about Ashton Irwin." I shrug.

"Gotta know the competition, right?" He laughs. I join along a bit. "We have the same gym class." He shrugs.

"Oh, nice." I nod awkwardly.

"You have a nice smile." Quinn smirks with his dimples showing.

"You do too." I smile. Quinn carries himself well at this school. A jock who actually gets good grades. He had a girlfriend once, they were together for 8 months and apparently she dumped him because he didn't want to have sex yet.

Kind of boring. But he's sweet. Which is why I knew our conversation had to be over before Luke found out and rearranged his pretty face. I open my note book and begin drawing and writing what our teacher says.

"You have nice handwrititng." Quinn nudges me a bit so my pen makes a line through my paper.

"Quinn!" I gasp as he laughs.

"Sorry I had to." He looks at me smirking.

"What?" I laugh.

"Your eyes are like, really blue. I'm pretty sure they are bluer than the sea." He smiles.

"Yeah." I nod laughing still.

"Quinn! Nadia! I said no more talking! You both have detention after school!" Mr.Hawkins yells at us slamming his hand on his desk. I jump up and onto Quinn slightly. I quickly slide off him.

"Yes sir." I mumble.

"Whatever." Quinn rolls his eyes.

"You just earned yourself a week of detention Quinn." He cocks up his brow asking Quinn if he'd like more.

"I'll have my dad take to you." Quinn smirks. Mr.Adams is the principal. Meaning Quinn can get out of anything.