Mason

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"𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟."

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The rest of the week had gone by seemingly normal and quite mundane if I must say. It was now Friday and I was dreading maths, not because of anything or anyone in specific; I just hated math in general. Of course, I wasn't paying attention to anything as usual and ended smacking directly into someone, causing me to fall back on my butt with a painful thud.

"Crap, I'm so sorry." I rushed out, climbing on my knees whilst looking up to the poor unfortunate soul that I had crashed into. A beautiful girl stared back at me with wide brown eyes.

"Oh, don't worry about it." She smiled, shaking her head as she climbed onto her knees as well; assisting me in picking up the books and papers that had fallen from our hands.

"Really, I'm so sorry. I should've been paying attention to where I was going. I didn't hurt you did I?" I asked concerned, getting to my feet and sticking my hand out to help her up as well. She smiled again, grabbing my hand.

"It's really okay and no, I'm good. I've got a huge butt so my fall was cushioned.

I smiled at her words, handing over her books. "I'm Mason."

"Piper. Hey, you're the new girl who's always with the De Luca brothers right?"

I nodded, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "Uh yeah. I live with them."

Her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. "You live with those beautiful pieces of art."

"Yeah, our fathers have been friends since college."

"Lucky. Why couldn't my dad's friends have hot sons." She sighed dramatically. "The only one who has a kid happens to be a twenty-five-year-old gamer who still lives at home in their basement. Though I will admit he's come on to me before. Thanks but no thanks." I laughed as she shuttered at the thoughts. "What class do you have next?"

"Maths with Mr. Gregor."

"Oh ew. Seriously, that guy gives me the creeps. He's always staring at the girls like a damn predator." I nodded in agreement, he was weird. "I, unfortunately, have science but my class is right across the hall from yours. We should meet up after and have lunch together. That is if you can manage to pull yourself away from the Greek Gods you live with."

I smiled shaking my head. "I'll meet you here," I said pointing to the bulletin board directly beside her classroom.

"Yes! See you." She chirped before disappearing into her class.

I couldn't have been more excited about the prospect of having an actual friend. Of course I was friends with the boys, well most of them but still; I wanted to be able to make friends of my own and until now, the opportunity had yet to show itself. Of course, I had only spoken to her for a whole of maybe two minutes but I was hoping that this would all work out and I would possibly have a new friend. A girl needed another girl to talk to. I barely paid attention to anything that was coming out of Mr. Gregor's mouth, partly because I really couldn't care less about what he was talking about and because I was watching him stare creepily at Bridget Ames while she stared back at him somewhat seductively. Which, okay, ew. The dude was like forty and was balding. Maybe she needed a better grade or maybe she was just into old dudes but hey, who am I to judge.