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Imagine: First meeting Philip. "What?"You were snapped out of your daze by a rude voice, the rude voice of the boy you'd been staring at for the past two minutes. "Huh?"You blinked rapidly, looking around at your friends and the protestant boys. "Uh, Y/N, you've been staring at..."Clare paused to read the name of the boy you'd been looking at."Philip for quite a long time." "Sorry."You apologised."I was, um daydreaming." "Whatever."He mumbled turning around with an expression that made him look like he'd just bitten into a lemon. You frowned and folded your arms."What's with the face?" "I don't want to be here so if you could just stay out of my way."Philip told you in an irritated and exasperated voice. You opened your mouth to ask him why he was being so rude before you heard Sister Michael from the front of the room. "Now everyone needs to buddy up! Now!" You looked to Philip with a sneaky smile. "You're my buddy."You decided and he groaned as if you'd just kicked him."And by the end of this your going to have had an amazing couple of days!"
