𝐰𝐑𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐑𝐞 π₯𝐨𝐨𝐀𝐒𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭?

十三

i look behind me and my friends have already pair up.

they planned this.

i looked around the room, hoping that other people i knew in the class didn't pair up yet. they all looked back at me and smirked. realizing that there were only very few options left.

i'm about to sit down when my friends pull me back up and push me towards the teachers desk where she stood. i feel my cheeks redden from being so close to her, despite being about three feet away.

the teacher looks over at me and i freeze. a few moments later i see y/n tilt her head, seemingly confused. my friends push me all the way over to the teachers desk and trap me so that i have no where to run.

"mr. sexton, i don't have a partner."

the class goes quiet.

"just in time! y/n here doesn't have one either! why don't you guys partner up and move to y/n's seat over there. remember to grab a paper from the back."

oh fuck.

"i'll get the papers and you can move your stuff." she sheepishly walks away from the teachers desk to the table with the worksheets. my ears heat up from the sound of her sweet voice gracing them.

my friends cackle behind me as i walk to my desk and grab my bag, quickly taking the seats that give them a good view of me and her. i turn around and see her looking my way.

my steps are now oddly spaced out and i become self conscious of my face. what if there's something on my head? what if there's dandruff in my hair? what if it looks oily? what if there's boogers in my eyes? what if there's something in my teeth?

i have a mask on.

what if i have crumbs on my cheek?

she can't see that.

what if my breath smells?

she won't be able to smell it.

i hope.

i finally take my seat next to her and she passes me a paper. i set it down and retrieve a pencil plus eraser from my pencil pouch. i glance over and she's reading the instruction.

her eyebrows are slightly furrowed and her eyes are steadily moving left to right, carefully reading the paper.

you're so cute...

"what did you say?"𝐰𝐑𝐚𝐭