Addicted

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I walk to my locker and grab my books out.
Becky walks up to me.

B: Look, its my favorite looser, Carla!
Me: Very funny, what do you want?
B: I need your camera so I can take good pictures for my poster to run for prom queen.

I scoff and close my locker.

Me: That's never going to happen.

B: I'm not going to beg! I just need you to take a few pictures of me!

Me:Again, not going to happen.

I swing my backpack around my shoulder.

B:Ugh, fine.
I shrug and walk to class.
This boy ran into me and I fell.
I look up to see it was Grayson Dolan
I scoff and roll my eyes.
Now, before I sound rude. I hate this guy. Alot
He's that popular jock, and hottest guy at school that every girl his head over heels for.Well, except me. He's that typical popular jock. Rude and cocky.I quickly grab my things.

G: Yo! I'm sorry man, it was an accident.Let me help.

Me: Yeah, whatever.
He picked up my camera and looked up at me.

Me: Thanks.
He stood there with my camera and starred at me.
I sat there awkwardly.

Me: Dude, are you going to give me my camera?
He stopped starring and smiled.

G: Oh! Sorry! Here.
He handed it to me and I took it.

Me: Thanks.

I walk to class.
I sat in my seat and go through
my camera roll on the camera.
The teacher looks at me.