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ASTRID'S POV

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ASTRID'S POV

i walked into my first class with a raging headache due to nate's morning shenanigans. god, that boy just doesn't know when to quit.

when i got to my first class, i threw myself down into the first empty seat i saw and shut my eyes tightly, rubbing my temples. i would kill for an advil right now.

"well well well."

i open my eyes and look up to see kat standing beside the table i'm at and taking a seat. i shake my head and let out a soft chuckle. "i know maddy's your friend, but there's no controlling nate." i said, sitting up and running my fingers through my hair.

kat laughed, pulling a book out of her backpack and putting it on the table. "trust me, that made my week. i've been dying for some action. the past 3 months were the worst without you." she said, pouting slightly.

"well i'm trying to keep a low profile." i said, looking around. i spot a few wondering glances, followed by some whispers. "which is kind of hard considering my circumstances." i mumbled. "and nate's not making it any better with his territorial shit." i added

"so i've noticed." kat smirked, nudging me slightly.

i raise an eyebrow at her. "uh no." i snort, shaking my head. "no way." i laugh, my face going red.

"nate and i are strictly hookups." i said lowly, leaning forward. "he's like my best friend." i said, trying to justify our relationship.

"mhm, yeah cause we all fuck our best friends." kat laughs loudly.

"kat!" i said, shushing her. "quiet down! look..." i sigh, getting ready to explain.

"nate and i...it's complicated. we've always been close, ever since we met, but with maddy always in the picture, we never really made it a thing." i said, "i don't even think i want it to be a thing, you know?" i try to explain.

"here's there for me, and i'm there for him." i shrug, letting out the breath i didn't even know i was holding in.

"so basically, you guys fuck, with feelings but no relationship? if that's not some fucked up psychological shit then i don't know what is." she shrugged, leaning back in her chair.

i throw my hands up in the air in defeat. "you have selective hearing." i groan, rolling my eyes.

soon after the bell rings and all the late students start to stampede in. i start taking out my books when i hear heavy breathing. i look up to see the kid nate shouted at in the hall, run in out of breath and an inhaler in hand.

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