【Sinja】Drama Club

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"What's cooking good looking~?"

Ja'far blinked and shut his locker before glancing to his left. "Are you talking to me?"

"Uhm, maybe?" Sinbad was confused, maybe he should've used a different pickup line.

"You should've used a different line," Ja'far practically spoke the other's mind.

"True, but you must admit it got your attention," Sinbad grinned.

"No, actually, it was the fact that you were standing by my locker," Ja'far shook his head, "who are you anyways?"

He seriously doesn't know me? Sinbad looked slightly appalled but stood up straight, "My name is Sinbad! The most- hey where are you going?"

"I only asked for your name, not your life story," Ja'far spoke brusquely.

"How rude! I'm trying to get to know you!" Sinbad mocked hurt.

Ja'far rolled his eyes, "don't bother." He stalked off to his next class.

Sinbad couldn't keep the excitement from his eyes. He liked a challenge.

"HAHAHA! He's used that pickup line??" Pisti was howling with laughter, her and Yam sitting around Ja'far's desk.

"Yeah, it was so stupid, I almost couldn't believe it was happening," Ja'far rubbed his forehead.

"Ooh~ he set his sights on you~" Yamraiha teased, nudging him.

Ja'far shivered, "as if it would even happen. He's just a spoiled teenager who thinks everyone wants him." He spoke simply.

Pisti and Yam shared a look before smirking, "You so like him."

"What?? Of course not!"

"He's your type~!"

"He's an attractive guy I'll give him that, but I don't date shallow people!"

"Past record deems otherwise."

Ja'far pouted and crossed his arms, "that was a while ago. I don't care about it so fuck off!"

"Ja'far, please stay after class," the teacher spoke smoothly.

"Goddammit."