25 𝗗𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗢𝗳 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. | ❦︎ت︎❄︎

𝖣𝖾𝖼 6: 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖲𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗌.

𝖤𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒!

Allen sighed.

This was going nowhere.

He glanced across from him to Lilah.

She caught his eye and they both looked away.

He felt his face heating up but it cooled down.

She wasn't blushing.

She couldn't care less.

He slouched a little more, annoyed that he thought he had a shot with her.

Tip.

Tap.

Tip.

Tap.

Footsteps.

A boy approached where they sitting.

"Hello, Lil." He said, bowing.

She blushed scarlet.

"H-hey Hayden..." She tried to reply nonchalantly, bowing her head to him too.

He chucked at her reaction.

"May I sit here?" He asked.

Allen gritted his teeth.

"Sure, you can take my seat." Allen offered, getting up abruptly.

Hayden nodded to him, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Allen clenched his fists.

He walked further down the Ravenclaw table.

He slipped inbetween some other boys in his year.

"Yo, Allen what's wrong?" Asked one.

He opened his mouth to answer but found himself unable to speak.

His fist was shaking slightly as it was so tightly balled.

"Is it seriously Liliah again?!" Interrupted Mina, his friend.

Allen nodded without looking at her.

"Oh come on! We all know she loves Hayden to death." Mina rolled her eyes, jealousy bubbling up in her.

He sighed again.

"And that's my issue here."

"And I thought you Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart!" She exclaimed, exasperated.

Mina was a proud Slytherin.

"You just get over her-."

"I can't ok!" He said loudly, making her shut up.

"It's not that freaking simple!" He yelled.

Mina bit her tongue, feeling insensitive.

Allen heard a scoff from behind him.

"Oh come on! Don't give me that bullshit! You just refuse to let her go. Dumb move Romeo." Rylan shrugged.

"And who the fuck asked you?"

"No one. So I answered anyway. You young'uns need to learn from me." Rylan grinned.

Mina and Allen rolled their eyes.

"Now, to get over Lilah, just-"

Someone coughed audibly.

They all turned to look at the person.

Lilah stood there awkwardly.

She held out a plate.

"Chiken strips...?"

Signing off, Rose.

((347 words.))