Chapter 2

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Me and this cute Spelldon boy are now in dead languages

As Mr Rotter babbles on about whatever, Spelldon taps me on the shoulder

I look over at him and he passes me a piece of paper

"Those ghouls from earlier keep looking at you," it says

I then steal a glance from Clawdeen

"You're right," I whisper, looking back at him

"Should I say something?"

"No no darlin' it's okay. You've done enough,"

"Okay...if you say so," he gives me what looks like a sympathetic smile

I smile back, assuring him that I'm fine

He nods in return

I sigh and lean back, looking for patterns in the ceiling

After a few minutes I'm tapped again

I look at Spelldon

But

He's writing notes

It couldn't have been him, could it?

I look at the other side of me

Cleo hands me a piece of paper

Hesitantly, I take it

"Don't hurt that boy, otherwise you'll regret it," it says

I look at Cleo then I look at Spelldon

He's so oblivious it's...

It's adorable

I look back at the piece of paper and write a response

"I wouldn't even dream of it," I write

I hand it back to her and continue my notes

Soon the bell rings

Spelldon stands up

"Valentine what class are you in now?" He asks, gathering his notes

I stand and do the same

"Free period darlin', I don't have class now. What about you?" I ask

"Oh! I'm the same...free period I mean," he says a little shyly

"Well in that case why don't we do something together? I mean, I don't want you going around the whole school by yourself looking for some sort of trouble," I suggest

He laughs

"Yeah okay, but what should we do?" He asks

We walk out of the classroom

"Whatever you want darlin, your wish is my command," I say with a shrug

There's a small hint of red on his cheeks

"Hehe, okay. Can we go to the creepeteria?" He asks

I offer him my arm

"Of course, all you have to do is follow my lead darlin'," I say with a wink

He goes even redder as he takes my arm

I lead him to the creepeteria and since he doesn't have money I buy him a drink

"You didn't have to do that Valentine. But thank you," he says as we take a seat, I sit opposite him

"No need to thank me darlin' it was my pleasure," I say

He smiles shyly

He's actually really cute

I can't help but look at him as he sips his drink

He looks around the room and waving back at whoever waves at him

"Valentine? You okay?" He asks, taking me out of my thoughts

"Hm? Oh, oh! Yes I'm fine!" I say awkwardly

He gives me a certain look, with his eyebrow raised

I wave my hand in dismissal

"I promise you sugar I'm fine," I say

He gives me a smile

Gosh, why is he so cute?

Wait, why am I thinking about him like this?

I mean, he is cute but that doesn't mean I want to be with him

Does it?

I grab a napkin and a pen and start writing

"Uhh, what are you doing?" He asks

"Hang on," I say

The bell rings

Home time

He looks at me curiously as I hand him the napkin

His eyes widen as he realises what I wrote

My number

I stand up and walk to him

"Get home safe okay darlin'?" I say before ruffling his hair

I walk away

Nailed it

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