Oh god. It's the first day of the new school year. I miss my phone, I miss my bed, I miss summer. I hate school.
-or at least that's what I thought before I saw her.
She runs in right before the final bell, panting from her sprint upstairs. She takes a seat next to me, my heart starts racing as she introduces herself.
"H‑hi! I'm Marble...!!"
A flush spreads across my face, and I manage to reply without exploding:
"O‑oh, h‑hi!! My name's Mecredi... a‑are you new here?"
She smiles, about to answer, when the teacher slides her notebook across the desk and begins her own introduction.
Why does she have to interrupt our moment?
"Good morning, gra—"
She talks, but I don't listen. Who cares about this random teacher when there's this ... beauty right beside me? I block out whatever nonsense she's spewing about her life, and i just keep staring at this new girl.
Infatuated.
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