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I swear to god everyone annoys me in this school. I was in the middle of history class, and just felt a anxiety attack coming along. I stared at the girl next to me. She knew what was about to happen. She pulled me close and hugged me. I held her tight, tears running down my face.
"It's gonna be okay Jude. It's gonna be okay." She whispered to me.
I didn't reply back. I just held her closer. "Thanks for comforting me Beth. You're a really good friend."
"No problem Jude. I'm always here for you."
I let go of her, giving her a big smile on my face. I wiped my tears away. The bell rang, we went out for our lunch time. Beth and I went to go grab some lunch together at McDonald's. As I was driving us over there she asked me a question. "What happened earlier?"
"I don't know. I just uhm. Starred at you. And just felt a anxiety attack coming on."
"Jude it sounds like you like me. If you do just tell me now."
I got super nervous. I slammed the breaks and the car stopped in a jolt.
"Jude what the fuck?" She yelled at me.
"Beth I don't fucking like you. I fucking love you okay? And sometimes when I'm with you I just get a feeling that no else gives me. When you hugged me earlier I felt like I was at home when I was in your arms. " I told her.
"Jude I love you too. I didn't want to tell you this cause I thought you only saw us as friends."
I leaned towards her, grabbed her face. I kissed her. She pulled me closer as I was pulling away from her lips. She finally let go.
"I uh uh uh." I stuttered.
She leaned towards me and gave me a hug. "Beth. Will you go out with me?" I asked her suddenly.
She let go of me. Starred into my eyes. "Yes Jude. Yes I will go out with you." She gave me another hug. But this hug was tighter, longer.
Later on we went back to school. During our 6th period I couldn't see shit on the board. "Hey Wyatt, what's on the board man?"
"Just something about meetings. Don't worry, nothing important."
Wyatt was a good friend of mine. We've known each other since 1st grade. He was a tall African-American guy, about 6'7. Curly hair. Always dresses like a damn hipster with ripped jeans, beanies, and converse shoes.
"Alright thanks. Wait Wyatt, do you have any relationship advice for me?"
"Why? Are you dating someone?"
"Uh. Yea."
"Bro why haven't you told me? Who is it?" Wyatt asked so quickly.
"It's Beth, just asked her out today." I informed him.
"Beth? Jude that's a fucking score!"
"How so?" I asked confused.
"Well, she's hot, smart, athletic, a geek, and a gamer."
"A gamer? Didn't know that."
"Well now you know. But anyways, I actually do have relationship advice. Just stay normal, act like yourself, comfort her, make her feel loved. Just no sex Jude."
"Bro, why would you even think that? We may be seniors, but I ain't gonna just straight up have sex with her."
"Just saying. But if you guys do have sex, make sure you have protection."
"Whatever man." I said rolling my eyes to the side. "Thanks anyways."
"No problem man."
The bell rang. Time to go home.
