"Us.."

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"Alright class, you may talk amongst yourselves. The homework is on the board.", the old English teacher says.

He was an old man, with a thick French accent. He was balding but he always wore a nice gray train conductor hat. He always came in with a dorky sweater and a button up shirt. He was everyone's favorite teacher, laid back, nice and funny, and most of all, the most understanding. You could not do your homework because of the stress and exhaustion of the other six classes and he'd tell you that you were fine and to remember to sleep and drink lots of water. All in all a cool teacher.

The class suddenly erupts into squeaking of chairs from friends who sit across the class from each other, and the sudden talking of the kids. Though the talking was quiet at first it gained volume at the back of the class.

You sat at the front of the class next to a tall curly headed boy. He was very nice and funny, though at times he would snatch your metal water bottle and replace it with an empty plastic bottle, telling you, 'the people on this earth suck, it's like the dinosaurs, we gotta kill our race off sunshine.'
You'd laugh and lightly slap his shoulder and he'd return your water bottle, laughing lightly as to not disturb the nice teacher.

The boy seemed to always wear an oversized tee and flannel, with black skinny jeans. You later found out his name was Ezra when you had actually tuned your brain in to listen to role call. He seemed to know your name but always call you sunshine.

Ezra leaned over and started talking to you,

"So.. do you like the marvel cinematic universe?".

"Of course!", you agree before going into a tangent on your favorite hero's and characters.

"Do you have any ships?", you ask, curiously.

"Of course!", he replies with a smile.

"Really?! Who's your favorite?", you ask, excited to find out.

He leans in and grabs your hand, softly running his thumb along the bumps of your knuckles and the soft skin of your hand, he lifts your hand to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to it before smiling and responding,

                                                  "Us.."

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Goodnight my darlings, I'll get to all comments when I have time tomorrow, but it most likely will be in the afternoon. I love you all so so much!
Goodnight!

~Miley🖤

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