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He was used to winning and believed it was the key value to everything

Hands clenched, he watched her turn the corner She was on her own, but she wasn’t looking up Her head was down in a book She always had a whole armful of books, and it drove him crazy on days he just wanted to see her beautiful face

Was it so hard to look up?

She came to a stop a few feet fro her to see him

How many tian to open it? He cleared his throat and she looked up She wore the cutest pair of glasses for reading, which she pushed up her nose

“Hey,” she said

“Hey”

She pressed her lips together and turned to look into her locker, closing the book she’d been reading

“Good book?”

“You can say that” She smiled at him “What can I help you with, Blue?” she asked

She knew his name Of course, she knew his na in this school, not that he allowed it all to go to his head His father had told hiround and to never behave like a dick, even if he could get aith it According to his mom, his dad spoke fro in his own right, but he’d also been a giant dick, nearly losing him and his mom in the process