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I kinda switched things up a bit, I hope you don’t mind & enjoy reading!

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With nothing else to do for lunch, I head out to the library. I walk in, everything quiet and well put. I let out a sigh of relief that the football team isn’t here. Not that I hate them, but they’re so loud. They can be so loud to the point where I can’t even hear my own heart beat, beat. And my friend, Dana, happens to be on that team as well. You know, our relationship is pretty weird. There are some days where he is a little rebel or bully, and some days where he acts like a little angel. I tend to draw myself to both sides because no matter how bad the situation may be, he will always be good looking and attractive.

I walk over to the fantasy books and check out ‘The Hunger Games.’ I’ve read this book over 10 times and it never gets old, never. The relationship that Katniss and Peeta share in the book amazes me sometimes. Usually I’d think so much that I picture Dana and I like that. But we all know that’s never going to happen. The two of us are completely different. He’s a jock with hundreds of chicks drooling over him, and I’m a ‘nerd’ waiting to have guys drool over me.

As I settle down into my seat, I open up the book and start reading. ‘When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold. My fingers stretch out, seeking Prim’s warmth but finding only the rough canvas cover of the mattress. She must have had bad dreams and climbed in wi-‘

“Ayeeee, what’s up everyone!” Aw man, the jocks are here. Which means Dana is here. I roll my eyes out of irritation and attempt to keep on reading. The librarian is corrupt and doesn’t really care if we are loud or not. Usually it’s a good things that they don’t care but in this case, it’s bad. A few students hush the group but of course, they don’t care. I look over at them and I see Dana, walking along with the captain. The two laugh as they walk in. Dana’s beautiful white smile fills the air and makes me want him.

Suddenly, I feel some contact with someone. Wait no, not just with someone. But them. The floor vibrates as they all head out to me with their loud tones reflecting off everywhere.

“Hey there, what ya doin’?” player 72 asks.

I continue reading and do my best to ignore them.

“Vaughns, isn’t this the girl you called cute?” player 12 asks him. I turn to look at Dana, surprised as much as he was. His cheeks get flushed and his eyes tend to move here and there, stuttering.

“Uhm..uhh. Noo. Look at her, she is not worthy of being called cute.” Dana teases. Everyone ‘ooh’s’ and starts laughing . My heart drops as he said she is not worthy of being called cute. Worthy. Cute. Why was Dana acting like this? Was he scared? I feel my heart breaking and tearing apart, to the point where I can’t even breathe. My face gets warm and my vision starts getting blurry. Then one by one, tears land on page 2 of my favorite book.

“Duude, you made her cry.” Someone pointed out. I can feel the sympathy he felt.

I rise to my feet and rush out, struggling to carry all my books. Dana catches up to me and apologizes repetitively, pulling me towards him.

“What the fuck do you want Dana?”

“I want you to forgive me.”

I start laughing. Laughing at how ridiculous he sounded when he said that. I couldn’t breathe. Hearing Dana say made me burst.

He stares at me, confused. “What?”

“That was the most stupid thing I ever heard. What makes you think I’m going to forgive you that easily? Dana you can’t always get what you want.”

“Please Lena?”

“No.” I said. As much as I wanted to forgive Dana, I knew that I can’t always give in. Dana does this whenever he’s with his friends and it ticks me off. This situation is weird to me because he’s never asked to be forgiven. I didn’t expect him to do that anyways.

2 Months Later

It’s been a while since I’ve talked to Dana. Once in a while he’d try to start a conversation or say sorry, but I end up brushing him off. I feel bad but it feels good to know that I’m in control of my emotions and decisions.

The bell rings which means it’s time to go inside. I walk into my first class and he’s the first person I see. Like the usual, he gives me a smile and a wave ‘hello.’ But being the person I am, I ignore and sit next to him. I hate this seat.Is what I normally say when I sit down.

“Hey.” He greets me. I didn’t dare to say hello back so I just took out my binder and started writing.

He lets out a little grunt and bursts out in a loud whisper, “Are you going to keep this going on forever? How long will it take for you to forgive me? The thing is Lena, you don’t understand how I’ve felt over the past 2 months. I feel lost, lonely and even confused about myself.”

“Shut up Dana, you have your freaking football friends.”

“They left me as well. After what I did, they thought it was extremely unnecessary to say the things I said to you.”

I stare down at my desk silently. So this is how Dana is feeling now? Did I really just leave him hanging over the past 2 months?

“I’m sorry Lena, I really am.” He apologizes.

My head rises up and turns towards him. “I’m sorry too.”

Dana lets out a big smile that warms my heart to the fullest. I always thought we’d never make up but here we are now.

“Just because we argue every now and then doesn’t mean I will stop loving you. Remember that.” I tell him. 

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I’ve been tutoring Dana for almost one week. It’s so wrong to think this since I’m tutoring him, but he’s really cute. He has a voice and he knows how to dance. I always wanted to learn how to dance. He was perfect in my eyes.

The door bell rings, it was Dana.

“Hey Caroline! How was your weekend? Spend time with your boyfriend?” he greets me. Boyfriend?

“What? I have a boyfriend?” I questioned, “Hm, you seem to know me more than I know myself.”

“Oh. I just figured a girl like you would have a boyfriend? You know?” he says. Well that was cheesy, I say to myself.

“Sure..okay take a seat. We have to catch up on your Geometry.” I spent about an hour tutoring Dana. He kinda got the gist of it but he still struggled. Can we do this some other time?”

“Fine.” I give in. I really want to know how to dance..what should I do?

“Okaay. I owe you big time!” Dana says.

“Alright then. Teach me how to dance.” I requested.

“Wait what? Teach you how to dance? That’s what you want?” he asks in disbelief. I nod. “Uhm alright. What do you want to learn?”

“Part of the Get to Know You.”

“Alright.” Dana shows me the basic parts to it. He’s such a distraction tho. I can’t focus on what I’m doing when he’s right besides me. Don’t get me wrong tho, I really like it. He even grabbed my waist to position me on where I have to stand. I cant help but blush. “Ready for the full thing?” he asks.

“Ready.” Dana plays the music and the two of us start dancing. Both our bodies are in sync and on point. We made lots of eyecontact and it’s so hard to not stare.  By the end of the dance, Dana grabs my hand and twirls me and we end by locking both foreheads together. .which means that we are only a inch apart.

I gaze at his soft brown eyes as he gazes into mine. He then moves his head and gives me a gentle kiss on the lips. “I’m sorry.” He apologizes.

“No, it’s fine. Thank you for the lesson.” Did he just kiss me? Omg he fucking kissed me. I win in life.

“We should do this again sometime..and maybe grab some lunch after.”

“I’d like that.” 

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