𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝐹𝑖𝑣𝑒

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I had totally forgotten about the worst guy in my school.

Garret Cornfield.

The schools labeled  'bad boy' and the boy who has a crush on me.

"(Y/n) is that you? I haven't seen you all summer babe."

I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah stuff happened and I really didn't want to see anyone."

"Not even me? That's a shame."

He then looked me up and down.

"I like your new style babe."

"Stop calling me that, I'm not your babe and will never be."

Garret got out of his car and stood in front of me.

"And who says that darling?"

The image of William appeared in my mind.

"Stop, stop, stop, just STOP! Don't call me that!" I yelled.

Garret took a step back and looked at me like I was crazy.

I covered my mouth in surprise that I actually yelled at him."I'm sorry, it just brings back some memories I want to forget."

For a moment I thought that Garret would actually understand for once since he upset his crush but nope.

"Hahaha sure your just saying that nothing bad ever happened to you (y/n) your just overreacting."

I gave Garret the death stare.

"Welp looks like the bell is going to ring soon we should probably get inside," Garret said.

We both locked our cars and walked in.
I tried to distance myself from Garret.
I knew he's going to start calling me 'darling' now that he knows it upsets me.

This will be a long ass day of school.
•———•

I was sitting in Calculus just waiting for the bell to ring to go to lunch.

'30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25.....'

"Mrs. (l/n)"

'23, 22, 21, 20....'

"Mrs. (l/n)!"

'18, 17, 16, 15....'

"(Y/n) (L/n) are you listening to me!"

I jumped back into reality when I heard Mr. Roger yell my name.

"Huh, what?"

The small class giggled.

"I asked you what the answer is."

I looked at the board.
I honestly didn't know how to do any of this I wasn't really paying attention.

"Ummm"

I looked back at the clock.

'10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5.....'

"Well, you see the answer is....."

'3, 2, 1'

The loud bell rang just on time.

"Class dismissed."

I hopped out of my seat and grabbed my backpack.
I then waltzed over to my locker to put my books away.

"Hey (y/n)!"

I shut my locker and saw Stella approach me.

"Hi, Stella it's been a while."

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