chris: where's ur class?
you: idek chris
chris: wdym you don't know 😭
you: I CANT FIND IT
chris: tell me where u are
you: near the bathrooms
chris: which bathrooms
you: the ones near the tree
chris: all of them are near a tree
you: oh 😒
chris:
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chris: i'm getting matt to help me track you down
you: LMFAOOOO
you: I SWEAR IM LIKE CLOSE
you: I CANT BE THAT FAR
chris: DUDE WHERE R U THEN
you: THE BATHROOMS DUMMY
chris: LIKE
chris: INSIDE?
chris: OR WHAT
you: NO
chris: THE WARNING BELL LITERALLY JUST RANG
chris: UR GONNA BE LATE 😒
you: WELL I CANT FIND MY CLASS
you: ILL FIND IT MYSELF ITS OK
chris: ITS FINE
chris: come near that one room with a 306 on it
you: WHERE
chris: in the 300 isle 🤥
you: ILL TRY AND FIND IT
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you raced to find the 300 isle, practically sweating from the summer heat.
"Y/N?" a familiar voice shouts.
"matt?"
"where were you?"
"the bathrooms."
"why..?"
"I COULDNT FIND YOU GUYS, OKAY? i was lonely!"
matt laughed, and walked you over to chris.
"finally." chris sighed.
"this school is like a literal maze." you whine.
"i'm gonna run to class. i'll see you guys at lunch? or whatever the next break is.. ?"
you and chris nod, and matt leaves.
"so-" chris looks at your schedule in your hand. "what's the room number?"
"523.. i swear chris, i've looked everywhere. is there even a class with that number?!"
the actual late bell rang, and you started to panic.
"fuck. now you're late." you tell chris.
"who cares? everyone's late on the first week."
"yeah, but you've been to this school for like the past million years."
"doesn't matter."
he interlocked his hand with yours, and took a glimpse at your schedule again.
"physics? at 8 am?" he says with a disgusted face.
"unfortunately."
chris walks you to a section you haven't seen yet, and looks around.
"there's classrooms in the back?!" you ask.
"yeah. you didn't check here?"
"no?"
you guys make it to the 500 isle, and peek around the back corner.
"523." chris says.
"IT WAS IN THE BACK THE WHOLE TIME?" you tell him, annoyed.
chris nods, and hands you your schedule back.
"text me?" he says, playing with your hand.
"uh-huh."
"have fun in physics." he smirks.
"whatever."
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school has been literal caca y'all... omg🧎🏻♀️💔
HOW HAVE U GUYS BEEN? 🤗
