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Eventually, Jenna came home and the two of them sat on Kylies bed just talking. Eventually, the group project came up in conversation. "Yeah, I have to work with the guy Max for our part of the project," Kylie explained. Jenna grinned, "Oooh, is her cute?" She asked. Kylie blushed, "Kinda," "Ooooh! Is he nice?" "Yeah," "Oooooh!!!" "Jen, it's not like that, we're just working together," "Oh cmon, girl, we both know you like him," Kylie just blushed. |
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Max was conked out on his bed, awaking to his alarm. He got up and did his hair, taking it from all over the place to his usual style. His eyes were tired, so was his face--but he made through anyways. The man ate a simple bagle and continued onto his class, settling in early with a RedBull in hand. |
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Kylie got dressed in jeans shorts and a tshirt. She felt extremely self conscious, but she wanted to look really good for Max. She made her way to class, taking her seat in the back. |
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Max didn't really notice her, more busy sketching out designs for houses then looking around. Only when the professor called out to the class did he look up, still tired. |
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Kylie chewed on her lip, now feeling rather foolish. She'd done all this for some boy, and he hadnt even noticed her. Someone was bound to call her fat in this, she was set up for disaster. |
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He barely took notes, only one or two. When they were ordered back into their groups to discuss plans and plans only, he said maybe a few words. When class ended, he started packing up his things, heading for the door. |
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Kylie kept to herself, staying quiet, not able to look anyone in the eye. When she'd collected her things, she moved to leave, but someone yelled at her. "Hey fattie!! Have you ever heard of salad? Or maybe just skip out for a few days, oh wait, you obviously can't stop eating," they said. Kylie turned to see it was the boy she'd kissed playing 7 minutes in heaven. Her eyes welled and spilled over as she ran out of the classroom. |
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Max continued on, passing that one girl from his class. What was her name again? Kylie, that's right. |
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Kylie ran out of the building, crying, passing Max and everyone else as she ran. On her way out, she tripped and fell, her things going everywhere. Her leg and arm got scraped up too as she scrambled to get her papers and thing all while crying. The other kids came walking out of the building, stepping on her things as they walked by. |
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Max rushed to her side, straightening out her things as he handed them back to her before helping her up. "Hey, you alright?" He asked, tone soft. |
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Breezy and Pleasant
