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george

i sighed loudly as i sat down in my seat, slamming my textbook onto the desk. i woke up late this morning and totally didn't cram for this stupid test. i groaned as I rubbed sleep from my eyes.

"i hate this fucking class"

i mumbled. i heard a laugh behind me and i prepared my attack because i wasn't dealing with anyone's shit today. today is no mess with george day, but that's everyday so. i turned around ready to snap when i saw who was responsible for the giggle, josh. i just watched as he pushed his curly blonde hair back from his face and smiled which showed off his pearly white teeth. i smiled at him, desire feeling my broken heart. i turned back around and grinned to myself. he is so beautiful. i hummed a song softly as the teacher passed out the tests.

"you have a really beautiful voice, george."

josh whispered. i blushed and bit my lip.

"not as beautiful as you..."

i replied without thinking. his face turned bright red as he stared at his hands, shifting uncomfortably.

"i-i'm so sorry."

i whispered back, getting no response. great going, george.

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