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Chapter 13

(Y/N P.O.V)

I looked at the Mc. Donald's cashier who was currently taking (F/N)'s order. We stopped at Mc. Donalds before going to her house to finish... finish that stuff. The school stuff.

Finally, it was my turn.

"Hi, welcome to Mc. Donalds, how can I help you?"

"I'd like to order one- one..." I murmured.

Mc. Chicken meal. You want to order an Mc. Chicken meal.

"A beef quarter pounder," I said.

Wait, no-

"And a Mc..."

Almost there.

"A-A Mc. A Mc- Chick- Big Mac," I ordered.

AHH! WHY?

"And a Mc. Chicken meal," I decided. Nailed it.

No. You didn't.

Alright, time to do this school stuff.

I sat my backpack on (F/N)'s bed and sat down on the floor next to her. (F/N) pulled out her laptop and pulled up a google doc full of Science work.

"Give it to me, I'll fill it out," I demanded.

"Okay," (F/N) shrugged.

I took the laptop and started working on school work.

HELP. I pleaded.

I said I would!

Oh... right.

"So, the first question is..."

It's eight and nine.

"It's eight and nine," I repeated.

"So like... why does physics have math?" (F/N) asked.

"I honestly like the fact that it has math- I love physics!" I said loudly.

"So... do you like chemistry?" (F/N) asked. "Like, most people either like physics or chemistry,"

"I like both," I shrugged. "Now, the second- wait, you already did the second. Why- you didn't even get it right! You just force,"

"I don't know," (F/N) sighed.

"Here, let me explain it to you... wait, let me think about it first," I stammered.

Here- let me do it.

"Okay," I sighed in relief, laying down on the floor. "That was difficult,"

"I know right," (F/N) stood up.

Oh- HQ sent an update. I need to go update, I'll be back in about... five minutes at an estimate. Don't do anything dumb while I'm gone. Bye!

And just like that, he was gone.

Well, not gone forever, but she upgrading.

Neat.

"OH MY GOD! (F/N)!" I shot up. "I met a guy!"

"What? Wait- really?" (F/N) sat down in front of me. "What does he look like,"

"Well, he's tall and he has really dark brown hair like it's practically black. And it's kinda curly, he has really blue eyes, and he's really pretty!" I squealed.

"Oh, my god!" (F/N) squeaked. "Do you like him? Where does he go to school? How old is he?"

"I mean, I don't know if I like him, but I do know that he is nineteen years old," I said.

"Oh- He's two years older than you?" (F/N) asked.

"Um... yes," I stammered.

"Do you have any pictures of him?" She asked.

Fuck.

"Uhm, well, he doesn't have a social media account... but, I swear I'll get a picture of him to you," I said. "I'll try to get you two to meet,"

"Don't make it seem like you're setting him and I together," (F/N) sighed. "But, if you do ask him out, and he rejects you, I want a chance,"

"I NEVER SAID I LIKED HIM!" I squeaked, hiding my face in my hands.

"You definitely do,"

"I DEFINITELY... Do not!"

"You do,"

I groaned and laid back down.

"What is he like?" (F/N) asked, laying next to me.

"He's smart, nice, sarcastic sometimes, and can be very serious at times, but he's also very caring at times," I smiled. "I mean, he seems like a very good friend. I mean... like- you know, I thought I liked Colten, but I just wanted a friend. I bet that's what this is. I acted exactly like this during Colten,"

"No, you did not," (F/N) shook her head. "You only said how you liked Colten, but you never went in detail and talked in detail about him like you do... what's his name,"

"Eric,"

"Well, what's his last name?" (F/N) asked. "And middle name if he has one,"

SHIT!

"Eric William Morris," I made up.

"HAH! You admit IT!" (F/N) quickly stood up. I sat up quickly.

"WHAT? No! I made it up!" I quickly said. "No- no- no- no,"

"YES! You like someone!" (F/N) pulled me up and pulled me in a hug.

"STOP!" I hid my blush by turning around.

She walked in front of me and grabbed on my shoulders and shook me.

"EEK! What's his phone number?" (F/N) asked.

"Ah- Why?"

"So I can talk to him and make him like you," (F/N) answered.

"Um..." I stammered, suddenly my phone rang, (F/N) ran over to my phone, then sighed in disappointment, handing me the phone.

It was my mom.

"Hi, honey! You need to come home, dinners gonna be ready in about an hour," My mom said.

"I'm not hungry, but I'll go home," I said, already starting to get my things together. "Okay, see you later,"

"Okay, love you- BYEEEE!" My mom squeaked before hanging up.

"I gotta go," I said. "Can you drop me off?"

"Yeah, of course," (F/N) smiled.

"Oh, no more talking about Eric. Don't tell a single. Damn. Soul," I glared at her, then smiled, walking down her stairs. "Well, I feel a lot less tired now,"

"That's good," (F/N) nodded. "I promise not to tell a single person. I'm not like Lily,"

I cracked up.

Alright. I'm back.

I held back a gasp. HIII.

What happened while I was gone? Sorry, I can't seem to see what happened.

Oh, we just talked for a while and then my mom called me and I have to go home now.

Did I miss anything important?

No, not really. I shrugged. But, on the other hand, I made up your full name.

Oh god. What was it?

It was Eric William Morris.

Not as bad as I thought it would be. He shrugged, slightly laughing to himself.

I am not bad at choosing names. I quickly defended myself.

So quick-witted.

Thanks, I try my best.