He is talking with his friends who are also on the football team. He’s leaning against his locker his hands in his pockets. Girls in the hall whisper and giggle while staring at him and he fights the urge to roll his eyes. Why can’t they just leave him alone? He’s looking around when you catch his eye. He straightens up his posture and takes his hands out of his pockets as you approach looking nervous. He smirks. Why hello there Darling… He internally hits himself. Why can’t he sound not like a jerk for once. Need something?
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