These are my classmates 🤑🤑
Everyone hated Andrew. They would call him mean names, bully him, and it was reasonable, as everyone in his class says. But there was one kid that Andrew always focused on. Sylas. There was just something about him. Andr...
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I was in the band room, and I saw Andrew walk up to me, shaking a bit. "Hey Andrew!" I said to him, blushing a bit. "Oh, hi." He said back. He looked like he was nervous. "L-look, I need to tell you something." He mumured. "Go ahead." I answered. A flush of blush came upon him. "...I-I-It's nothing, nevermind." He took back. I looked at him confused. "No, it's fine, just tell me. I'll be fine." I promised. "I said nevermind!" He spat back. I jumped backwards in somewhat fear. He never used to act like this, I wonder what's gotten into him. He stormed off. I was quite confused why he was getting so angry. Hm. He's hot. Wait. What am I saying? He's not hot! ...Is he? Now that I'm really looking at him... He's kinda... Cute. No! Wait! No! I can't be thinking that! He's not cute, he's not cute...! Okay, maybe... No! What am I thinking! This is so stupid. I slapped my head in embarrassment and started to blush just thinking about him. I then just dashed away from the band room, grabbing my instrument with me. Class didn't end yet, so Ms. Hollander was confused and chased after me. I ran to the cafeteria and just backed up to a wall slid down onto the floor. I sat there in disbelief as I was bright red. I can't believe I'm thinking of this stuff...
