Chapter 17
Oh.
My.
God.
Oh my.
God.
Oh my god.
Omigod.
Omigodomigodomigodomigod.
Zack is literally sitting right there.
Wtf?!
WHY IS HE HERE?!?!?
Lord, help me!!
Why, out of all the people I know, does it have to be the scary guy?
If you don't remember, Zack is the boy from tennis that really freaked me out. He is one of the group of four boys that are really good friends. He is the one that is taller than Dylan, but is shorter than the others.
Suddenly he looked my way, and our eyes met for a split second. Of course it was only for a split second, because I tried to become completely unnoticeable when he looked at me. Also, if you know me well, you'd know that I am terrible at that.
"Hey Faith," he said in his majesti--cough cough--I mean...uhh...scary, yeah creepy, voice.
"Um, I uh um. I uhmmm, um uh um I," I stuttered on endlessly, and he just laughed.
"Someone is nervous," he smirked. My face was fully heated at this point, but in all honesty, when is it not?
To save the day, Riley swooped in, and said, "Hi, my friend is not much of a talker if you can't tell, so can you please leave her alone?"
"She talked her face off at tennis a few days ago," he replied calmly.
This is going nowhere fast.
•End•
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