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Chapter 19 - Paxton Lenox

"Ready?" I asked her.

She nodded her head, closing her locker.

I stood, away from the lockers, and intertwined her hand with mine.

We walked down the hallway, past the two main doors that led to the outside quad.

We walked over to the table we usually sat at. Faye sat across from me.

"It's Friday," I spoke.

"I know. The week went by quick." She adjusted her glasses.

She always looked so cute when she wore them. I smiled.

"What? Is there something on my face?"

I shook my head. "Your glasses. You look so cute when you wear them."

She blushed and I grinned.

My stomach grumbled. "I'm so hungry."

"Good thing it's lunch."

"I know. Hey, after school, wanna get some ice cream?"

She smiled and nodded her head.

"For now, do you want to go get lunch?"

"Yeah." She stood from the table.

I stood as well, and we made our way towards the cafeteria where we each grabbed a tray and got in line.

"Dude, Faye's wearing her glasses again. Sometimes when she wears them, she kinda looks like a nerd."

"I know, huh?"

I turned around. Two guys, a bit shorter than me, stood. Their eyes widened.

"Wanna say that again?" I threatened.

"What? We-uh-no. We weren't-we didn't mean to-" one of them spoke.

"Paxton, leave them. Come on." She held on to my arm.

I glared at them, before turning around.

Faye already had her food on her tray. She had paid for her lunch and was waiting on the side for me. I grabbed my lunch and paid.

We walked back to our table. Faye sat down. I huffed, setting down my tray on the table, and sitting down across from her.

She grabbed one of the chocolate chip cookies off her tray and ripped a piece off. She put it in her mouth and chewed.

"Paxton." Her demeanor was calm.

"What?"

"It's fine. I don't care what they say."

"But I do."

She took her glasses off and placed them near her tray.

"I don't want them talking about you like that."

She ran a hand through her hair. "Paxton, I appreciate that a lot. But don't let petty things bother you. I don't let them bother me." She shrugged her shoulders and put her glasses back on.

She did have a point.

I sighed, "fine."

She smiled. "Good."

We started eating our food. Faye and I had both gotten pizza slices. I had grabbed a bottled water, while she grabbed some apple juice. I had grabbed an apple, while she had grabbed two chocolate chip cookies.

She looked over at me and handed me a napkin.

"I have food on my face?"

"A little bit of sauce," she giggled.