"Ugh, Herron what the fuck are you doing to my head? I'm not even gay!"
Zach could feel Corbyn's breath on his lips they were so close. Corbyn groaned, then walked forward, causing Zach to walk backwards. Once Zach was against the wall of the empty...
Both boys froze. First, she would be mad at him for making all the noise, then the messy room, and then someone being at the house at 10:00 on a school night, and more importantly not even asking her. "Uh just a second mom." Zach said. He was panicking. He then drug Corbyn to his closet, shoving him in without saying a word. Just then, his mom barged in with a loud gasp. "What on Earth happened? You better have a damn good explanation for this!" She was visibly upset. "I'm sorry mom...I was listening to music and just having fun. I'm sorry, it won't happen again." He lied threw his teeth. "Mhm. This will be cleaned up before you go to school tomorrow. Understood?" He nodded and she stormed out of the room. He then walked back to his closet and opened it to find a smiling Corbyn. "What are you smiling about? I can't believe she even bought that! I'm lucky she isn't beating my ass because of you!" Corbyn came out of the closet (Teehee) and stood in front of the window. "Well you had fun, right?" Zach didn't want to admit, but he really did. Zach nodded and Corbyn smiled at him. "Goodbye butterfingers." Zach blushed and gave him a small wave with a crooked smile. "Corbyn wait!" Corbyn already had one leg out of the window as he turned back to Zach. "Happy birthday Corbyn..." Corbyn smiled. "Thanks." And with that, he left.
Wow. Zach couldn't believe THE Corbyn Besson just snuck out of his window. He really wasn't a jerk like the rumors had made him out to be.
Zach walked into Spanish, like any other day, prepared to sit by the foreign exchange student, but today that wasn't the case. On the board, a new seating chart was projected. Two people sat a table, so if he didn't like his partner, he wouldn't have another chance to talk to someone. He scanned the board, until he found his name. Next to Christina Harris. She must be in a higher Spanish class, and he never even noticed her in the class. He looked over at their desk, and there she sat on top of the desk, already having her pens, notebooks, and unnecessarily shit out, talking to her friends. Zach groaned and walked over, plopping down in his chair and not saying a word. Class begun and she glanced at him expressionlessly. She was still upset about her bathing suit but knew Corbyn would get her a brand new one. "So." Zach looked at her. "So...What?" Christina leaned back in her chair. "I'm... sorry for yelling at you yesterday, it was clearly an accident." She mumbled. Zach's face had confusion written all over it. "What? Did Corbyn tell you to apologize?" She fought the urge to roll her eyes. "Possibly."
And that's where the conversation ended. Christina laid her head in her hand and looked at the board and Zach grabbed his book and began to read. The bell rang and Christina packed her stuff and left while Zach finished up his page. He left the classroom behind her, watching as Corbyn walked toward her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder and looked back at him. "Oh hey butterfingers" He then winked at the brunette, causing his cheeks to turn as red as cherries. "H-hi." He stuttered. The two then turned to walk the opposite way of Zach, with Zach watching them walk away. Watching Corbyn anyways.
The end of the day finally rolled around, which meant it was finally time to go home with Daniel and spend the night. He smiled as he watched Daniel pull up his extremely old car, but it was cool, everyone loved Daniel's car.
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