Falling for You ✓ (girlxgirl)

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I was rudely awakened at six-thirty in the morning by my blaring alarm and with much reluctance and hesitation, I dragged my sore and tired body out of my bed and into a hot shower. Logan had worked us hard yesterday in preparation for tonight's game because we had a short practice today after school and she didn't want to push us on game day. I massaged my muscles under the hot water while I washed with my tropical scented soap and as soon as I hopped out, I wrapped myself in a white fluffy towel and headed to my bedroom to get ready.

I couldn't help but let my mind wander to the party happening tonight as I got dressed and ready for school. Without much deliberation, I settled on a black Snoop Dogg t-shirt, jeans and my black and white checkered slip-on vans with small gold hoops and a gold chain. I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs as I tied my hair in a bun, walking into the kitchen before finding the box of cereal, a bowl, and some oat milk. I sat at the table as I ate, thinking about the school day that lay ahead and I couldn't help but notice that the one part I looked forward to wasn't the football game or seeing my friends but it was getting to spend time with Haydn- even though we were going to be working on biology.

"I wonder who's got you smiling like that." My mom teased as she walked into the kitchen, and I blushed a little as I shook my head.

"No one." I sighed before I finished off my breakfast with minimal small talk and some orange juice.

I say goodbye to my mom and made my way to school, in the car I made sure my mind didn't start thinking about a certain crush of mine and our tutoring session that afternoon. Thankfully the drive was fairly short, and I reached the school's grounds a few minutes before the bell was supposed to ring and as I walked up the stairs, I had to force myself not to look at Haydn who might've been looking at me but I was pretty sure I just imagined it.

There was not much time for me to go socialize with my friends before class, so we all agreed to meet up at lunch to discuss the party happening later that night. Logan and I quickly hurried to English as soon as we heard the bell ring and I thought it was my favorite class until I walked in and saw none other than Haydn sitting on a desk talking to Emma Tate, a blue-eyed, blonde hair Barbie Doll who was drop-dead gorgeous. I stood in the doorway a little shocked and contemplated walking out of class entirely until Miss Walker came in.

"Miss Vasiliev, if you would be so kind as to stop dawdling and take your seat." She said with a no-nonsense tone and with everyone's eyes on me I took my seat next to Logan, our class looking much fuller than the day before. "I'm sure some of you are wondering why this class is more populated than yesterday, well we've actually had to combine this class with another as Mrs. Holiday has had to take emergency medical leave and will not be returning to school for the rest of the school year." She explained before starting us right on track with our lesson plan today- leaving very little room for conversation or questions.

The lesson was a little more boring than most so Logan and I passed the time with a few games of naughts and crosses and the occasional note. We wrote down the topic for the essay she wanted next week, and she let us leave a little earlier than other teachers would, but I was grateful because while everyone else rushed away I took my time packing up, trying to avoid seeing Haydn.

But luck didn't seem to be on my side because as I turned around, she was there, waiting against the doorway as she nervously bit her thumb. I took a deep breath and greeted her before I walked past, unsurprised when she walked after me.

"Hey, Cristina?" She asked and I slowed my stride before turning to face her.

"Hey, Haydn, what's up?" I smiled and she smiled nervously.

"Um, I was hoping we'd be able to push our tutoring session back by half an hour?" She asked quickly and I nodded my head.

"Of course, are you okay?" I asked, slowing to a stop outside my history class.