Aaaaaaand this is a modern day oneshot requested byyyyyy: Lily-Harrod in Madison's POV

Here we go!

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I watch as he repositions himself in his chair, now leaning back with his legs out. He adjusts his purple velvet sweatshirt, which only he can pull off. Ugh. I hate crushes. I know I have no chance with him, he's definitely straight. Right?

"Mr. Madison? I asked you a question."

Shit. I forgot I was in class.

"I'm sorry could you repeat that?"

"Yes, but this is the last time I'm going to let you off with a warning. Next time, detention."

I answer the question, getting it right of course, but when I'm done, my mind immediately snaps back to the handsome man with the great hair. I wonder how he gets it so luscious. Suddenly, he turns around and sees me staring at him. Shit! I quickly turn away, hoping I didn't come off as creepy. He starts taking off his sweatshirt, and his shirt comes up slightly with it. Oh dear god yes. Oops I shouldn't stare like this. I look down at my notebook, realizing it's just an empty page with a few doodles of...Thomas. Crap. I quickly rip the page out and crumble it up, then get up to throw it out. When I walk back, I see Jefferson watching me with a puzzled look. I must be imagining it. I speed walk back to my desk and try to focus for the rest of class. Before I know it, class is over. I grab my stuff and leave the room, heading to biology. Great. Thomas is in that class too! I can't take this right now. I sneak into the bathroom and take out one of my fake hall passes. I recompose myself, and start walking back to class, I realize I'm about twenty minutes late. Ugh, I should make an excuse. Ummm bathroom? No it sounds like I have bowel problems. Guidance counselor? Nope, it sounds like I have social problems. Nurse? Perfect! I'm always there for my asthma anyway, so it's super believable. I open the door, handing the pass to Mr. Washington, and muttering,
"Nurse."

He nods, and I take a seat. I can't stop thinking of him. His tall frame, with muscular arms, the slight beard that frames his face perfectly, his beautiful eyes, and his breathtaking hair. Stop it James! I start to take notes, and somehow manage to get through the class period. A few minutes before class ends, a piece of crumpled up paper hits my nose. I open it up, and read:

"Meet me in the first floor bathroom after class,
Tjeff"

I can't believe this! He likes me! No James, he probably just needs help with homework or something. At least he knows who I am! When class ends, I make my way through the waves of people to the bathroom. Thomas is sitting on the sink, swinging his legs and looking extremely cute.

"Ummm hi." I say. Ugh I sound so weird!

"Hi. So, I've been wanting to do this for a while now, so here goes nothing. Do you want to go out sometime?" He says.

"OH MY GO- I mean, sure!"
I reply. Totally saved it.

"Great. Here's my number, I'll call you."

"Ookay!" I say, my mind blown.

Once he's gone, I lock myself into a stall and take a minute.

"YES!"

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Weeeeeell that's today's oneshot, I promise I will be writing more often when I get home from Italy. I hope you enjoyed, also, PLEASE correct me if I made any spelling and/or grammar mistakes! Also, I love constructive criticism, so don't be afraid to tell me how I can make my writing better.

Byeeeee

E. Val
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