Aye. It's been forever, I know.
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The bell rang and everyone sat in their seats while Mrs. Yate took roll. Lisandro poked Julia in the arm, "Are you cold?" Julia shrugged. "No. Why? Are you?" He nodded and Julia rolled her eyes. "Well what do you want me to do about it?" He glanced at her with his best puppy eyes and said, "Can I borrow your sweatshirt?" while motioning to the jacket thrown carelessly under her chair. Julia sighed and laughed, reaching to grab it. "You know, I think it's typically supposed to be the other way around." He smiled gratefully and slipped on the gray fabric. "Kinda tight... but it's better than being cold." Lisandro stretched out on his desk while Julia poked his shoulder. "You're weird, I hope you know that."
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After class, all of the students filed out behind Mrs. Yate, who was always the most eager to leave for the day. Julia glanced at Lisandro, who was still sitting at his desk, staring straight ahead. "You ok there Lisandro?" He fiddled with a pencil nervously. "Yeah." Julia walked back to the desk. "Well, you know, I kind of need my sweatshirt back." He ran a hand through his hair, not making eye contact. "I know." She watched him curiously. "So... do you want to, you know, give it back now?" There was a few moments of silence, before Lisandro let out a breathe and looked up at her with an embarrassed smile. "I can't." She set her stuff down and leaned on his desk. "And, why is that?"
"I'm stuck."
After a moment, Julia burst into laughter. "H-Hey! I'm serious!" He said, pouting as Julia wiped tears from her eyes. "Yeah, it's too small for you. I don't know why you put it on." Lisandro feigned a hurt expression. "Pardon, but it is not fat, it is muscle that got it stuck. Now can you maybe help me?" Julia smirked. "Yeah yeah. Whatever you say." He stood up, and she tried to pull his arm out of the sleeve, to no avail. "Wow. It's really not coming off easy, is it?" Lisando tried to pull it off from the bottom, but fell back onto the desk. "Just sit on the desk, if you move it'll probably just make it worse." Julia gripped the bottom and tried to tug it up, but it only moved an inches. "Geez. This is going to take a while."
After about ten minutes, they had gotten up over his chest, to where it was covering his face while he held his arms straight up in the air. Julia was panting from the effort of tugging it over and over. "Next, time, you bring your own." Lisandro did his best to nod. "Agreed." Suddenly, they heard people calling their names from down the hall, and he flailed around. "Hurry! Before anyone sees me!"
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Karissa and Avery walked down the hall calling for Julia and Lisandro. "Where are they? Weren't they supposed to be at the band hall?" Karissa nodded. "They never showed up. Which is strange for the two people most obbsessed with band in our section. Hey, is that Mrs. Yate's classroom?" She pointed to the open door with light coming out of it. Avery nodded. "Yeah. Don't Lisandro and Julia both have Mrs. Yate last block?" The looked at each other for a moment, then sprinted towards the room.
They froze at what they saw. Julia and Lisandro were both out of breathe, and Julia was... undressing Lisandro? Avery quickly pulled out her phone before they could respond and took several pictures before running away, Karissa soon to follow. "Send that to me." Avery smirked at the request. "Child please. I'm gonna send it to EVERYONE."
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Lisandro jolted up. "Who was that? What happened?" But Julia was already running after them. "Guys! It's not what it looks like I swear!" Lisandro tried to pull the jacket down to see, but it was stuck, obscuring his vision and holding his arms up. "Julia! Help me!"
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Mr. Barney sat in his classroom after school grading papers and listening to some classy ass kidz bop. He looked up, confused, when he heard running and laughter coming closer. 'Running AND laughter. My two least favorite things. Besides that Aaron kid." Suddenly, two girls ran by, the source of the insane laughter. Sighing, the teacher stood up and walked to the door to scold them, but then another girl ran by. "Guys! Stop! We weren't having sex I swear!!" Mr. Barney stood in the door frame, eyebrows furrowed. 'Wait, what did she just say?' He once again stepped forward to call out to the girls, but stopped when he heard a third voice. Jogging to the locker bay nearby in hopes to intercept them, he stopped when he saw someone with a tight sweatshirt pulled up over their head, pinning their arms up as well. The figure tried to look around, but then finally took off running, slamming right into the lockers. Mr. Barney stared in utter shock at the dent in the metal. The figure cried out in pain before somehow managing to stand up once again. 'Julia!!" They took off again, slamming their crotch into the water fountain. They fell to their knees, cursing and hissing. "Julia help me please!" Standing once again, they hesitantly took a few steps before sprinting... straight into a trash can. Mr. Barney winced at the crash and stared at the student, their upper body in the trash can as they rolled around on the floor, trying to free themselves. "Julia!! Don't just leave me here!!" The figure finally gave up and Mr. Barney heard them softly whimpering. The teacher rubbed his temple and walked back to his classroom. "Just a few more years until retirement. Just a few more years. Ugh. I really need an asprin."
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