😒Unexpected

Part 1

Laura's Pov ~

I wanted to stare at my crush, Oliver Roberts, but I knew Kasey Holl and Lily Christopher would tease me so I decided not to. Instead I wrote in my notebook and payed attention to my teacher when someone poked my shoulder. I thought it was Lily so I told her to be quiet using my nickname for her. "Stop, Watson," I whispered. I turned and saw it was Oliver. " Sorry I thought you were Lily," I said too loudly while I pushed my hair behind my ear. With my cruddy luck my teacher, Mrs. P., had to be walking by at the exact moment. I thought I would get detention, but apparently not. "See me after class, Roberts," she almost screamed. "Sorry," I mouthed.

Oliver's Pov~

I stared at Laura bc I wished she would like a fool like me. I have a girlfriend but I want to dump her bc she seems like she doesn't like me bc I'm her old boyfriend's best friend. I have no chance for Laura. I have known her since first grade, and she seems to not like me. I tapped her shoulder to get her attention. Stop, Watson," she whispered in a sassy cute voice. She turned and said, " Sorry I thought you were Lily." Mrs. P. was walking past us at the same time. I thought Laura would get in trouble, but I was happy to get in trouble in place of Laura anytime. "See me after class, Roberts," she yelled. "Sorry," Laura mouthed in a way I way I wanted to kiss her. Alex, my girlfriend, passed me a note. "Meet me under the bleachers during the game after school- A". I nodded at her direction.

After School

Alexandra's Pov~

I thought of how Oliver asked me to the dance and I only went with him bc I didn't have a date. He asked me if he could be my boyfriend and I only said yes bc he was pathetic and I felt bad for him. NOT.😂😆 I liked my old boyfriend, Brandon Grey better. Brandon brought me presents and kissed me on stage in front of the whole school. I broke up with Brandon bc I was embarrassed. I have decided to break up with Oliver and give him back the earrings he bought me. I gave him a note― after he got in trouble by Mrs. P. (I hoped he got) ―to meet me under the bleachers during the big game. And that will be the time, I'm breaking up with him.