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|Chapter 80|Joshie|

We made it to Mr. Ken's class which was empty as usual. As we made our way to the back Asen paused for a second.

"You're going to sit with me?" He asked sounding confused.

"Of course I am, why wouldn't I?" I gave him a strange look.

"Oh, it's just that before you used to sit with the girls, it's fine if you'd rather sit with them, I don't mind at all—"

"Hey, I want to sit with you, okay? Back then...I was an idiot. I was avoiding you because I was a coward," I admitted hoping to wash away any lingering worry he may have.

He snickered, "Guess you had a pretty huge crush on me."

I gaped at him, "There's video proof that you've liked me since forever Acker, don't get cocky," I rolled my eyes.

"One video doesn't prove anything!" his face was a nice shade of red.

"Actually there's tw—" I stopped myself remembering that the video his mother gave me was in fact one against my claims.

"There's what?!" He grabbed onto my sweater completely shocked by what I almost let out.

"Nothing," I awkwardly cleared my throat and looked away.

Nice going dumb me.

"No, you said there's another. Where did you get it?! You have to show me! God, I can't forgive my mom for having a home video phase," he let go to facepalm.

"I can't forgive her either," I agreed. "But I can't show you the video that's for sure."

"Joshie! You have to! It's the law, I'm in the video, I got the rights!" He pressed on.

"I don't think I want you to see it," I admitted.

"Oh, now I want to see it, holy shit!" he laughed and I couldn't help but smile.

Just then Chris, the kid who tried to fight Asen a long time ago, walked in and we turned to look at him. He stared at the two of us for a while.

"Nope, I'll just send myself to the principal's office right now," he turned right around and left.

That made us laugh even more.

•••

|Asen|

Mr. Ken's class went by quicker than usual and I didn't sleep at all. I took notes and did the worksheets like they were nothing which was surprising.

I guess being locked in your room for a month really is more boring than going to school.

Joshie and I packed our things and made our way out of the classroom.

When Joshie didn't take the turn to his class I knew I was fucked.

"Let's stop here, I can go alone," I stopped a couple of feet from Mr. Cubic's class. To my horrible luck, he was standing right outside and I knew he was looking at me. I cleared my throat, "Thanks for walking me Joshiebeans," I playfully punched him.

"You're welcome," he gave me a kiss on the cheek so fast that I had little time to react. "See you in PE," he smiled and then left.

I didn't even want to turn around and look at Mr. Cubic. I know love doesn't make a person frail but I couldn't help but feel weak for how much Joshie's love impacted me. Having Mr. Cubic be witness to that was definitely not something I wanted.

I sucked it up and turned to face him. He had a polite smile on his face probably trying to hide the shock. "Mr. Cubic," I greeted.

He nodded his head once in return.