7. Fudge

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While I walk to the library I blast my favorite playlist in my earbuds which includes songs by The Weeknd, Ariana Grande my queen, 5 SOS, etc. I go to my usual corner and just start my Spanish homework. I spend one hour there then I realize there was someone sitting in the opposite corner I was sitting at. I look up and see a guy with olive skin, black hair, wearing black jeans, and a black Thrasher sweater, reading The Great Gaspy.

He looks up and gives me a smirk. I immediately look down embarrassed that he saw me gawking at him like a stalker. I can see him get up and walk over to me from the corner of my eye.

"Hey, I'm Daniel," he says as he squats down to face me.

I take off my earbuds and look at him. "Hi," I shyly smile at him.

"Do you have a name?"

"Oh ya uh it's .."

"Clem?" I hear a familiar voice say.

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I turn my head toward the voice and see Travis standing there with an expression I can't seem to pick up.

"What are you doing here, Trav? Don't you hate books and reading in general?" I ask.

"Wait. You two know each other?" Daniel asks as his eyes go from Travis to me then back to Travis.

Travis simply nods his head.

"Clem, I came here to pick up Danny, just like the last time I saw you here."

"You and Daniel are friends?"

"No... he's my cousin."

Daniel grabs his backpack off the floor and walks over to Travis. "Anyways it was nice meeting you, Clem. I hope to see you more often," Daniel says giving me a wink, the two are more in common then I thought.

"Uh my name isn't Clem, it's Natalia."I look at Trav as I say my actual name and he gives me a smirk.

"Then why... nevermind I'm not even gonna ask," Daniel says and starts walking away.

Travis turns around to start walking with Daniel but instead, he hesitantly turns back around and looks down at me "Clem, uh... do you need a ride?".

I was hesitant for a second but I realize I probably should get going too, "Uh if it's not too much trouble sure."

"Clem if I offered it that means it's not a problem now come on," he says giving me a small smile. He looks over at Daniel and for some reason, his smile fades a little.

We all walk to his car, I sit in the front seat and Daniel sits in the back. While we drive I notice Travis's knuckles turn white and his jaw clench the more Daniel hums to the songs being played or when Daniel makes little comments about things he sees outside the car, but I decided against asking him what's wrong.

Travis pulls up in front of what I suppose is Daniel's house since Travis stops the car and keeps his eyes straight and waits for someone to leave.

"Thanks, bro," Daniel says as he playfully pats Travis on the shoulder then looks over to me, "I hope to see more of you." He says smirking at me and closing the car door. Travis drives as soon as the door closes.

We arrive in front of my house in a matter of a few quiet minutes. "Thanks again Trav, and sorry for making you drive me home."

"Clem, you seriously have to stop apologizing for nothing. I asked you if you wanted me to drive you, you didn't force me to do anything I didn't already want to do," he gives me a genuine smile that makes my heart flutter. Wait. STOP. EW. NO.

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