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Mike Makowski & Georgia Clarkson
————- Georgia's POV I had gotten a text from Violetta that she was sent home early. Instead of explaining I'll just read it to you.
Bestie🇷🇺: Georgia I was sent home early because I forgot to stop after running for a couple miles during gym class and I couldn't breathe very well
Dam I wish I was sent home early so I don't have to go to the dork convention. But Mike did say I don't have to stay for long, I'm guessing about a half hour I'll stay... I guess.
I arrived at the gym, only seeing Mike sitting on the bleachers. Mother fucker! The others better hurry up because being in the same room with him for a minute is HELL! I walked up to him.
"Yo." I greeted trying to be nice, he looked up at me. "You actually made it." he said pretty surprised. I sat beside him, he then turned to me. "Do you still have your fangs I gave you?" he asked. I rolled my eyes. "Do I seriously have to wear these things?"
Before he could answer me I cut him off. "Ugh fine!" I put the fangs in my mouth. I adjusted my mouth until the fangs were in place. "How the hell do you dorks deal with these things?! It's so uncomfortable!"
I showed him the fangs but he turned his head away from me. Wait? Did he just? I could have sworn I saw him! He blushed!? Why is this dork blushing?! It's kinda....... UGH WHAT AM I EVEN SAYING?! WHY AM I THINKING LIKE THIS?!
Anyways, the rest came and the meeting started. I left after about half an hour and headed straight to Violetta's place. During the meeting, I couldn't get this strange feeling off my chest.
