☁︎︎I Like You☁︎︎

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Allaya~
I woke up to Braden yelling from downstairs.

After I left the cafeteria yesterday I stayed in the library until lunch was over and continued the school day normally.

I got up and threw on my outfit for today which was a white, red, and blue Tommy Hilfiger sweater, some ripped blue jeans, and some white, red, and blue converse.

I then went to my bathroom and brushed my hair and teeth and washed my face.

I jogged downstairs. As I made it to the living room I saw dad slouched on the couch with a bottle in his hand and Braden yelling "dad."

"Braden he can't hear you...just come on bro."

He sighed, I could see the disappointment in his face.

Dad hadn't came home like this in a few months so it was pretty sudden.

I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him, but he just shrugged it off. I'm sad that my brother has been through this constant loop of my dad's behavior.

We hop in the car and I drive off to school.

We get in the school and each walk to our halls. The first thing I do is go to my locker to put my bag down and get my books.

I walk into my home room and sit in the same seat in the back from yesterday. I was now on my phone scrolling through TikTok with my AirPods in.

*Ding Ding Ding* the bell sounds and my class starts.

About 20 mins later the door squeaked as it opened and Kaidence came in. He looked at Mr. Buford who was leaned back in his seat with his arms folded.

"Do you have a tardy slip Mr.Lawson?"

"Um..no." He deadpanned, walking over to his seat.
He sat in a seat diagonal from mine.

All the girls in the class began to laugh.

Somebody get them some water...they're thirsty as hell

Mr. Buford resumed his lesson, obviously annoyed.

I didn't know I was staring at him until my phone vibrated.

I looked down realizing I had received a message from an unknown sender.

Unknown>
_______________________________
I get it, I look good.

Who the heck is this?

Unknown>
____________________________
I get it, I look good.
Who tf is this?
Do I really need to answer that?
Hint, you were just eye fucking me...

I now knew exactly who this was.

He turned around and winked at me. I fake gagged causing him to smirk. Me being dirty minded, I instantly knew what he was smirking about.

I rolled my eyes and flipped him off.

"Im down." He mouthed and I just put my focus back on my work because I could feel myself begin to blush.

The bell finally rung and I headed to my locker. As I opened it I felt a presence next to me.

"Who even are you, no one fucking knows you?" He asked sounding genuinely curious.

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