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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?
y/n
after saying goodbye to my uncle, i made the walk back to school, and snuck back in. my roommate was still awake, and working on her computer, so i just changed and climbed into bed.
but it didn't do me any justice after my little escapade because that had been the absolute worst sleep in my life. i tossed and turned all night, and couldn't find the right position to sleep in.
soon enough, morning came, and it was time to get ready for school. i climbed out of bed, and scrounged around to find a clean uniform. once i did, i put everything on, but.
'that's weird.. my sweater shrank.'
to be honest, that was the least of my worries, so i shrugged it off. i just won't wear the sweater.
i gathered my things and walked downstairs, trying to fix my socks as i walked down the hall.
'i gotta get a new sweater.' i stopped.
'wait. why is the voice in my head so loud?'
it was almost like someone was talking to me, so just to make sure, i began to take a 360. that stopped when i bumped into someone. i hurried to turn around.
it was him.
"oh!" his eyebrows furrowed at the sight of me. "are you okay?" he asked.
"what?"
that's when i noticed just how sweaty i was.
yuck.
'why am i so sweaty?'
"why are you so sweaty?" he asked.
"it's a period thing."
i'd never been more embarrassed. why was that the first thing i came up with. he wouldn't want to know that!
"i don't know why i said that. i'm not even on my period." i mumbled, wiping the beads of sweat off my forehead. "i already had it."
i groaned to myself. i think he laughed a little under his breath. that, or it was a groan. i couldn't tell.
"sooo you're new, right? we got that in common." i changed the subject. maybe this'll make things a bit less awkward.
he looked to be suspicious, but rolled along with it anyway. thank goodness. "yeah. that's one thing." he replied. okay, okay, getting somewhere. "cool, yeah." i paused for a second. "i'm y/n."
"i'm gab.. gomez."
he didn't sound to sure of himself when he said that. "you're name is gomez?" the clarification was more for myself. he didn't look like a 'gomez' at all.
