SKYLARS POV
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I walked into math class terrified, i barely know this kid, but i feel so attached to him, like a lost puppy or something. it's weird, probably just first day jitters.
Sense i was new, my math teacher introduced me. i saw some of the girls that where in the halls whispering, i am just hopping they whereby whispering about me.
i walked to my seat and pulled out my math book and did my work. i soon looked around and realized that no one else was doing the work, the boy behind me soon noticed the confusion on my face and taped me on the shoulder.
"hard studying huh?" he asked giggling. i turned around confused. "why isn't anyone else doing it?" i am still underly confused. he laughed. "mr. samuel is like 100 years old. no one ever dose the work because he never pays attention. you could wright a letter saying 'gays are great' and he would probably give you an a for it." he smiled "this class is a total easy a." it made sense now "oh heh" i felt supper embarrassed. i could feel my cheeks heat up. he soon noticed this.
"hey, don't be embarrassed, ur just getting studying in, if anything we think ur trying to study hard. no one will judge u for working hard." " say, what's ur next class?" he seemed so sincere. "hold on" i turned around and pulled the paper that had my schedule on it. "uhhhh. social studies, mrs. henderson" " dang! i don't have her but erik dose, he can walk you over there if you want. " he offered "uh yeah, if jackson doesn't show up."
he paused, " jackson, felt?" he asked in shock "uh yeah i think that's his last name. black hair, fre-" "skylar, stay away from him"
A/N: helloooo, sorry for being an shitty uploader, i suck at up loading, i will try to be better. my emotional state is gone to shit after my break up. if u wanna see anything happen in the story let me know. 🤪♥️
