Stirred Up: Douxie X OC

3- Lunch - (BAD COFFEE)

Episode 3: Bad Coffee

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(Skipping Sunday...)

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I shut my locker after grabbing my Spanish textbook. I just got out of a VERY stressful class period with Coach Lawrence, one that might have just buzz-killed my day. I guess I just have to push through the rest day, or whatever. I can't help but recall yesterday. How Douxie spent the night, and when my brother saw him on the couch, well, he grabbed the bat and made a swing. Hit Douxie's leg.

I ran downstairs and had to pry Jake off of Doux and make him really look at who he was attacking. After about ten minutes, the action was over and I was checking if Douxie was ok. (Which he was.)

I sigh, shutting my locker. Time for Spanish class, I guess.

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I sit down at my desk beside Eli Pepperjack, when I feel a buzz come from my back pocket. A new text message? I pull out my phone as Senior Uhl walks in before the bell, drinking his morning coffee. Darci comes in behind him, sitting in her desk beside me.

I read my new text, and as I suspected, it's from my Douxie.

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Douxie: Hey, dove, just wanted you to know that I'll be on campus again at lunch.

Arya: Sounds lovely. Want me to save you a seat at our table?

Douxie: You sure your friends wouldn't explode?

Arya: Not with my dagger glare. Don't worry. You'll have a spot right next to me.

Douxie: Looking forward to it. ❤❤

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I feel a presence scooting in closer to me, so I look up. To my shock of utter betrayal, I find Darci trying to peek at my screen, to see who I'm texting. I pull my phone away, flipping the screen over. But it's too late.

She gasps, knowing that my 'single' status has been replaced with 'taken'.

"You have a boyfriend?!" She whisper-shouts.

I groan.

It's over for me, isn't it?

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No. I'm gonna fight for our privacy.

"I'm not answering that until you SWEAR not to tell anyone!" I hiss.

Darci's smile widens, "Are you kidding? This is fantastic news! Why would I go and spoil it by telling Mary? We both know that if she finds out, so does the whole town!"

"That doesn't sound like the vow to me." I test.

Darci scoffs, "Fair enough."

She holds up the three scout fingers to our friend group.

"I, Darci Scott, hereby promise to not go blabbering about your relationship status."

"Thank you," I bow my head.

She scoots an infinite amount of space closer.

"So you're dating someone now?? For real, dating?"