Two Weeks Of Detention || DNF

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𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

The guy sat down next to me.
I couldn't help but smile. Is he gonna be my new friend?
Wait- do I want someone like him to be my friend? I mean maybe there's a hidden kindness inside his hear-

Stop it George! You're so cringe!
But,

I could tell that he's pretty tall.

His hair is dirty blond, his eyes, I think it's the most beautiful feature a person could get... Green eyes. Everytime I see one, I call them pistachio. They were some sort of yellowish-green. Also, I think there's some tint of grey im his eyes. They're cool aren't they?

I think they're cool.

Lucky. My eyes, they were just plain brown.

I snapped out of my thoughts when the blond spoke to me

"Wanna switch eyes?" He chuckled at his joke.

"Oh- sorry! I could help but look.. they were just so cool," I stated, trying hard to not blush.

Yeah, I blush so easily, even with small talks or even just thinking about a person.

I dont intentionally do it.

"Yeah. I know," he smirked, "so you're new here huh?" He rose a brow.

"Yeah," I say, looking down at my desk "Im new. As you heard by the teacher, I'm George!" I lift my head so I was looking at his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever" is all he just said.

Geez! This man is as cold as a freezer.

"Why did I even sit here" he scoffed. Making me kinda sad. My gaze dropped down as he's staring with some girls while smirking.

"Sorry, I'll just not talk anymore. So, sorry again!" I apologized, even though it isn't even my fault.

A thought popped out of my mind as I was recalling what has happened earlier.

I guess he's famous or sum?

The way the girls reacted when he entered this class, winks at them and they would freak out like Harry Styles just winked at them or something.

Psh, dont care. I don't like his presence anymore. He's mean.