Cold In LA // Why Don't We

One

Being part of student council is all fun and games until you have to show a new kid around every other week. After the third tour you start to get tired of it. I already have to walk down the same boring hallways everyday, why would I wan't to talk about it to some kid who doesn't care?
I walked towards the office, no pep in my step whatsoever, and dreading the tour.

"Good morning Sophie." Mrs. Gibson smiles at me as I was stepped into the office. I mimicked the enthusiasm she had.

"Morning."

"This is Corbyn, you know the drill." She handed me a price of orange paper with the schedule printed on it. I studied it for a minute, then turned my head to see a blond haired boy looking nervously at the ground.

"Corbyn?" I reached my hand and his head slowly raised.

"Yeah." He grabbed my hand

"Sophie," I shook it with a smile, "come on, I'll show you where you gotta go."

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"Well if it isn't Sophie." Zach smirked as I sat down in home room.

"Shut up you're like 2." I rolled my eyes, looking over to my friend Jack who gave me a wink.

"You guys are cute."

I felt my cheeks turn red out of embarrassment, "you wish."

I never really considered Zach one of my friends, and I most certainly did not have romantic feeling towards him. He was Jack's friend, and that's all he was to me. Besides, I had my eye on another boy.

Jonah.

I wanted Jonah so bad, kissing his face was all I could think about when he was around.

"Who's cute?" Daniel sat down next to me with a smile.

"Soph and Zach."

"Oh yeah, so cute." Daniel rolled his.

"What you don't agree, I think they'd be cute." Jack shrugged.

"No one cares what you think." I pushed out my chair, standing up.

"Where you going?" Daniel questioned.

"To the bathroom, I can't be around you idiots much longer.

I signed myself out on the whiteboard on the door and made my way down the hallway towards the bathroom on the other end of the hall. There was a closer one but I liked the walk.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I took it out to see a text from Jack to our group chat.

Sk8tah Boi
Who's down for a movie
marathon at my house this
Saturday?

Baby Cakes
I'm down

Danny Devito
Who the he'll changed my
name to Danny Devito again?!
Me
hahah
Christina
whoops

Danny Devito
Typing.....

I smiled at my phone, waiting to see what everyone was going to say next when I bumped into someone. Embarrassed I quickly looked up to see Corbyn.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, are you okay?" He said, face turning red.

"Yeah, I'm good, totally my fault. Should probably look where i'm going." I shrugged the situation off, putting my phone in my pocket.

"Could you help me open my locker, I can't seem to get the combination right." Corbyn sighed, handing me the orange piece paper.

"Yeah of course." I looked at the locker numbers in the top right corner of the paper.

Locker: 124
Combination: 19 21 03

"Okay well, your locker number is 124 and you are trying to open 224, so, that might be your first problem." I smiled, not trying to make him feel bad but his head bowed in sadly.

"Oh."

"Don't sweat it, I'm pretty sure everyone has done that once or twice." I placed my hand in his shoulder in reassurance, and guided him through the halls to locker number 124.