"Shit" I said to myself as I opened my phone to see thirty messages from my friend, Maddy. She's always babbling about some bullshit, sometimes I worry a little about her well being. I finally decided to give in and waste my time reading these. I opened one of them and said to myself, "this girl is insane." Her message was in all bold letters which said: "SAB WE GET TO MEET LOGAN PAUL!"
Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face.
"Move."
Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face.
"Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked.
And then he looked up.
The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering.
It was him.
Six.
The most popular and dangerous guy in school.
And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook.
I'm dead.
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