"--I want you to share that air with m-- AH!"
A sudden car honk cuts off my encore, along with my poor excuse of what I like to call, dancing.
I hear boys laughing as I press my foot lightly against the gas pedal, only moving a mere foot due to the traffic.
Glancing to my left, I see two guys: one driving and glancing at me, and the one in the passenger seat typing on his phone with a grin splattered on his face.
No complete stranger to the two, I come to realization that it is no other than Zach Herron and Corbyn Besson.
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Savannah must pretend to be Zach Herron's girlfriend
"WOAH." I said, stopping him.
Instantly, he realized what he'd said.
"Stop right there." I told him.
"I..."
"You're in love with me?!" I yelled at him.