“I’m your type?” He slammed his locker door and stared deep into your soul
Intro you were talking to your
friend about your type.
"hmm, probably tall..
brunette, green eves?"
“thats literally your best
friend." she said, laughing. "no it's not." you replied. the bell rang,
"oh well, i'll see you for
lunch!" you said as you
waved goodbye. you forgot to get some
books for your next class as
you got distracted, so you
went now. nobody wants to be early to
math anyway. "oh hey! did you want t-" you went to go ask..
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