Aria's POV
I continue scrolling through Pinterest and smile at a cute puppy. I wish I had a dog.
"What are you smiling at?" Aaron whispers, raising an eyebrow.
I show him my phone, and he smiles. "You like dogs?" He asks, pulling out his phone.
"Yes! I really want a yorkie when I'm older." I say.
He shows me a photo of a toy poodle and him smiling. "Awww!" I say with a smile. "You're puppy is adorable!"
"If you give me your number, I promise to spam you with pictures of cute puppies on a daily basis." He says, smirking.
"Take it!" I say, handing him my phone.
When he hands it back, he puts his contact as, "🍪".
I laugh and say, "Those pictures better be adorable."
"Don't worry. I'll be in the photos with my dog." He says, winking.
"Aaron and Aria." The teacher says, causing us to look up. "Pay attention." She says, watching the board. I've already seen this video, though!
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I head up the stairs to the library and say hi to Mrs. Cooper. "How are you doing, Aria?" She asks.
"I'm good. How are you?" I ask.
"Tired. But I'm happy half the day is over." She says.
"Same. Have you been reading anything interesting?" I ask.
"I wish... I've been so busy with my kids that when I have some downtime, I just sleep." She says, laughing. "What about you?"
"Not really," I say, shaking my head.
"Well, if you need any recommendations, I'm your girl." She says, winking.
I sit at one of the tables in the corner and start eating my lunch. I put in my earphones and scroll through my playlist. Will you listen to new artists or play the same album you've been playing all day? The same album it is!
While reading on my phone, a text pops up at the top of my screen. It's from someone with a chocolate chip emoji. Who the fuck is named Chocolate Chip? You gave Aaron your number. Oh ya! Dumbass.
🍪:
Where are you? ☹️
Library, why?
He doesn't respond, so I continue to read. I spot movement in the corner of my eye and see it's Aaron. I slide down in my seat, hoping he doesn't see me. Why is he here? I don't know. He's supposed to be eating with Brittany and Becca.
He makes eye contact with me, so I look down at my phone. He walks up to me and asks, "Are you avoiding me?"
"What?" I ask, confused.
"Was it because I asked for your number? I swear I'm not a creep." He says, scratching his neck.
I chuckle and say, "It's not because of that." Are you gonna tell him the truth? Haha no.
YOU ARE READING
Perfectly Imperfect
Teen Fiction"You and Becca should come to our party tonight." One of them says. Brittany turns to face Becca and I and asks, "Wanna go?" "Just to clarify, only you and Becca are invited." The guy beside Aaron says. "Sorry Aria, only Becca and I are invited..."...
