IMESSAGES | NATE MALOLEY {COMPLETE}

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the next day, i found nate in the seat next to my assigned one.

i limp over, since the boot was really big.

"what are you doing?" i ask, earning a cocked eyebrow from nate.

"we're working together-"

"but mrs harle-"

"i asked if i could switch my seat to here, since we missed a day. we're going to work on it in class today and then we will work after school. you might as-well have plans with derek soon so you can schedule the after school shit." nate shrugged.

he's such a fucking ass.

"well, okay?" i sit down, placing my bag down beside me, whipping out my phone to text derek that thursday was good.

me thursday is on

derek exciting;) can't wait baby.

me me either❤️ love you

then, i snap my phone off, brainstorming ideas for our topic.