𝐅.𝐖 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒!

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄!

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❝𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘳.❞
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𝐘/𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐊. Physics. First period. She wanted to yeet herself off the quarry cliff. That was until she glanced to the previously empty seat next to her, now occupied by a boy with freckles scattered across his pink cheeks, and dark hair that started to curl at the ends around his ears. He wore a striped rugby shirt. She must have been staring, because as soon as the boy looked her way, he blushed a ferocious red.

"You look pretty hot." Y/N said, as the boy pulled out his textbook and the classroom died down. He turned an even deeper red.

"W-w-what." He replied, as though he was choking on his words.

"Your face. It's really red. Are you hot?"

"Oh that's what you meant- NOT that I thought it meant anything else, obviously, eheh.." he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

There legs brushed slightly. And they both turned pink again. Surprise surprise.

"I like your sweatshirt." He said. Y/n looked down at the grey sweatshirt with 'star wars' printed on, that she wore under her denim dungarees, paired with some worn out converse. She tucked a piece of loose hair behind her ears.

"Thanks." She replied, smiling.

"I'm Mike. Mike wheeler."

"I'm y/n. Y/n y/l/n. "

Considering forces was rather intriguing to Mike, he turned to face the board and pay attention to the lesson as Y/N doodled in the back of her notebook, mostly caricatures of the cute boy sat next to her. Every now and then, she would steal glances at him. Every now and then, Mike would steal glances at her.

The loud shrill of the bell interrupted Mikes long glance at Y/N, making him jump at little. The class packed their bags and tumbled out of the classroom, eager to get the tater tots for lunch. Mike had wandered a little around the emptying corridors, before going to his locker, headphones on, ruffling his hair and blasting music. Behind him, was Y/N, reaching to snatch his headphones from his ears and place them on her own. Mike turned around quickly, worried it was another bully. He smiled when he realised it was y/n, but instantly blushed when he realised how close they were.

"Damn, your music is shit Wheeler." She giggled, placing the headphones on his head like a crown. They both smiled and giggled a little.

"Hey! It's not that bad!"

"You keep telling yourself that Wheeler and it will never improve!" She replied, pointing her finger at him and poking his nose. Mike bundled his headphones and Walkman into his locker and locked it, whilst Y/N leant against the neighbouring locker.

"Soooooo. You got a date to the snowball?" Y/N asked, shaking nervously, swallowing hard, and blushing ferociously.

"Oh ummmm no!" Mike said. God this boy was oblivious.

"Do you wanna maybe..." Y/N swallowed again, taking a deep breath, "..go with me?" Mike blushed pink, but never the less smiled like he had slept with a coat hanger in his mouth.

"Sure! Definitely! It's a date! I mean, not a date date but you know- I mean... you know umm"

Y/N leant up onto her tippy toes, kissing Mikes freckles cheek.

"See you tonight then." She smiled, skipping to find her friend, Milly. Mike was left in the middle of the hallway, red as a tomato, smiling like an idiot. Little did he know, around the corner was his friends, witnessing the. Whole. Thing.

"Oh my god! Wheeler finally got a girl! I don't know how, but he did it!" Lucas applauded.

Meanwhile, Dustin made seriously loud smoochy noises against a locker, imitating Mike.

"Shut up Dustin!" Mike said, still smiling but hitting his arm lightly.

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Yall this was so cute imma post a part 2. Btw el isn't in this story line or whatever I would never steal mike away from bby el bc I luv her. Anyways night yall. <3