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Yearbook (samyxmar)

a/n: credit to jilliancares

Third POV

"What!?" Samy cried, staring down at his yearbook in horror. How the hell—?

"I knew you guys would win!" Kairi said, appearing behind him and leaning over his shoulder to grin at the page. "Everyone I know voted for you two."

"What?" Samy repeated, confusion making his thoughts feel like they were moving through syrup in his brain. It wasn't just the fact that it didn't make any sense, it was also the fact that Samy had had literally no idea that this was coming. How had something to this scale escaped his notice for so long?

"What's wrong?" Mattia asked, peering up from his own yearbook to look at Samy. The yearbooks had just been distributed, but maybe if Samy ran around the entire school at the speed of light he could steal them all before anyone else saw this page.

"What's wrong?" Samy repeated incredulously. He spun his yearbook around and slammed his finger onto the page dramatically.

"People think we're dating, is what's wrong!" The page featured a picture of Samy talking to Mar in the hallway, both of them leaning against the lockers (and when the hell had that been taken? Since when were stalker-ish tendencies allowed?) and underneath it proclaimed they'd been voted best couple by the majority of the school's population. And they weren't even dating!

"Hey guys," Mar's familiar voice then said as he appeared around the corner of a library shelf, a book in hand.

"Nothing!" Samy said quickly, slamming the yearbook shut and very inconspicuously hugging it to his chest. Mar paused, a confused expression passing over his face.

"Um—is something wrong?"

"Sa—" Kairi started, but Samy cut him off immediately.

"Nope," he said loudly. "Nothing!" He heard the librarian shush them from somewhere towards the front of the library, though half-heartedly. It was the last week of school, she wouldn't be getting anywhere with trying to make the students keep calm.

Mar just shrugged, probably accepting it as their usual antics, and took his seat beside Samy. He flipped open his book and pulled out his bookmark, immediately twisting it between his fingers. Samy let out a sigh of relief—crisis averted! Now he just had to keep Mar from seeing one of the yearbooks. Forever.

He still wasn't completely sure on why this was the best course of action, but it'd already been decided. Sure, it might make sense to just try to explain the situation to Mar—maybe then they could explain to others that they were not, in fact, dating—but Samy decided to not do that. Instead he would hide it with everything he was worth.

Mattia smirked at him from across the table. He knew as well as he did that his plans were not known for being the best of their kind, that whenever their friend group needed some sort of plan—whether for good or ill intentions—they went to Mar. He was a master at planning things. He always managed to look at situations critically and without bias, letting him make efficient decisions for the good of their entire friend group. For example, the time he'd manhandled them all into his house and forced them to watch his latest favorite anime instead of studying for their upcoming exams ("Too much studying will fry our brains—this way we can relax.").

"Oh, yearbooks came?" Mar suddenly said, noticing as Samy set his copy back down on the table. Damn! He should've hid it in his bag while he had the chance! Or blind folded Mar. Or set off a smoke bomb. Mar set down his book and reached for Samy's copy. "I didn't get one."

Samy made some sort of noncommittal noise in response and Mar slid his yearbook towards himself, flipping open the hardbound cover and examining the first shiny page. Samy felt his entire face go red as he tried to think of a logical reason for him not to not let Mar read it. Sure, he could just yank it away, but what would be the purpose? Wouldn't Mar only become more curious and desperate to read it if Samy denied him.