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Firckle POV.
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"Dude. That was just embarrassing...." I said, Playing with my hair.

"What're you talking about?" Pete questioned, While walking you to Michael and Henrietta. "When you were doing most of the talking! Y'know I can pronounce my own name, Right?" I said, A bit angry.

"Oh! Sorry, Man." Pete said, Flipping his hair. "Your face was red, So I thought you were shy or nervous." Pete explained.

Wait. They can actually see that my face was red?! Crap!

"Alright. No more talking about that...."

"Are you alright, Firckle? You seem off today, For some reason." Pete said, Looking at me a bit worried. "I'm fine. End of discussion." I said, Scoffing a bit. "Jeez! Alright, Man." Pete replied, Shocked by the way that I am talking right now.

Something really is going on....

    We made it back to Henrietta, And Michael. Getting ready to Skip first period. But, For some reason, I didn't wanted to Skip! I actually wanted to go to class, Just to see if I have any classes with Y/N. Why do I feel so weird when I think, Or see her? I need to talk to Henrietta later on about this.

    "C'mon, Firckle. Let's get going." Michael said, Noticing that I wasn't moving, And was still standing at the same spot.

    "Hm? Oh! Uh, Michael?" I said, Nervous to tell him that I actually want to go to class....

    "What?" He questioned. "Can we actually go to class this time? I don't know. But, I just feel like going." I explained, Trying to sound brave as ever. Great! Now I'm starting to sound like a stupid conformist. Just great!

    "Wait, What?" "Please?! I wanna go!" I pleaded.

    Michael looked at Henrietta and Pete, While they just only shrugged. "Ugh! Fine. Just this once, Alright? Tomorrow, We go back to our usual routine." Michael said. I smiled a bit, And nodded. Yes! I still kept on smiling, Till we heard the bell. Michael sighed, And we all began to walk to our first period class. Which was English. I haven't been in English in a while, Including with the rest of the group. Wonder what we missed out on.

    We made it to class, And sat down at our assigned seats.

    Please be in this class. Please be in this class.

    I was looking down the entire time, Only to hear the bell ring again and some people talking. I looked up, And saw Y/N, No where to be seen. She's probably not in this class, And now gonna be here bored....

    We saw the teacher walk in, With the principal by the teacher's side. And paid attention to what the principal was going to say.

    "Hello, Student's. So today, We have a new student that's gonna be in this class. And I know that you all are gonna treat her with some respect, M'kay?"

    "Well try. Depending on how this student look's like!" I heard someone yell.

    Stupid conformist.

   The principal looked to the side, And the same girl we saw earlier walked inside the classroom! It's her! It's Y/N! She is in this class ! Yes!

    Wait, Why am I so happy? And did I really convinced the group to come here, Just to see if she'll be here?

    No, No, No. I better not start having those stupid conformist feelings....

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