Shy And Popular

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"Hey" I heard a voice say to me causing me to look up and see a cute looking boy I recognized from somewhere, I think he was the guy who got injured in the last game.

The guy had chocolate brown hair and these enticing blue eyes that caught mine along with a nice smile that revealed his cute dimples and to say he was handsome sure was an understatement, he put Francisco Lachowski to shame.

"Err...hello" I said to him before looking down minding my own business because I felt scared all of a sudden, almost anxious, I couldn't talk to him...I feel sick.

"You don't talk much, I'm going to call you shy!" he told me grinning as I looked down at his leg seeing a big bandage, he must be the guy who got injured.

"I'm going to call you p-popular since you seem it by all the eyes on you right now...anyway what happened to your knee?" I asked him curiously not wanting to sound nosy.

"Someone caught their metal studs on my leg last match and cut it open, now I can't play till next season shy!" he told me, and I admired the way the word shy rolled of his tongue, it sounded really nice.