Eight

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Adeline's P.O.V

"Hey, Adeline!" I turned to see Reggie walking over to me.

"Hey, Reggie," I smiled.

"I saw you with a guy earlier. Never seen him around," Reggie tells me.

"Oh Beckham? He's new to the school. I'm just showing him around," I tell him.

"I see."

"He's a cool guy," I tell him.

"Are you interested  in him?" Reggie asked.

"I'm not sure. I just met him," I tell Reggie.

"Can we talk?" He asked me.

"Sure. Let's go outside," I tell him. We walked outside to one of the tables. I sat on the table top while Reggie sat next to me.

"Look, I love you Adeline. Always have, always will. I know you probably don't like me back in that way but I do care about you. So I here by will stop trying to get back together with you," Reggie said.

"You're going to give up this quick?" I asked him.

"It's not that. I know you're still hurting for Sweet Pea. I can see it," Reggie said.

"You're a good guy, Reggie. You may not see it but it's true," I tell him.

"You know, if you need anything, I'm always here for you. I made a promise to Archie to look out for you," Reggie tells me.

"Thank you Reggie," I smiled before giving him a kiss on the cheek. The bell rung making me get up.

"I'll see you around?" I asked Reggie.

"Of course. But let me walk you to you to class first," Reggie said.

"Thank you Reggie," I say.

During lunch, I saw Beckham sitting alone as he read a book. I walked over to him making Beckham look up at me.

"Hey. Adeline, right?" Beckham asked me.

"Yup. Hi, Beckham. Can I join you?" I asked him.

"Of course," Beckham said.

"What are you reading?" I asked.

"The Great Gatsby. We're reading it in English," Beckham tells me.

"I love that book," I tell him.

"Why so?" Beckham asked me.

"Just the slight realism in it. Gatsby aimed for a fantasy he wanted but couldn't exactly have. Nick wanted a simple life but was ruined because of his connections with people. It's just something about the aesthetic and emotion in the book," I tell him.

"Well, if I have any questions about the book, can I come to you?" Beckham asked.

"Of course. I love talking about it," I tell him. Beckham smiled and I brought out my snacks.

"Carrot?" I asked offering one to him.

"Thanks," Beckham said with a smile as he took one.

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