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Chapter 10- Olivers pov

Once Bryce and I got to the cafeteria we went to our usual table and set our bags down. We then went and got our food.

We sat down and waited for the others to arrive.

We talked about the soccer tournaments that start in a few weeks.

Everyone arrived a few minutes later having went to talk to our physed teacher about when tournaments start.

When lunch finished we all went to our classes Connor and I have history while the others have math (they have history next semester).

While sitting in history my mind started to wander.

I know I should be paying attention so I can take over my dads business like he wants..even though I don't exactly wannt to I might add... but sometimes you can't control when your mind wanders.

Samuel Stevinson...Samuel Stevinson...

Where have I heard that name before?

Samual Stevin-

Wait a second.

Ross Stevinson. Stevinson. I recognize the last name.

Ross Stevinson was a dude I met at soccer camp for the last few summers

He's the same age as us too.

It's strange though. You don't normally hear more than one family with the last name Stevinson in this town.

I guess I'll never know what's up with that.

I try to pay attrntion to history but my mind just doesn't want to.

I start thinking about Samuel.

He had browny wavy hair. It was a good length for him. His height is around 5'8. He is skinny but not too skinny, he still looked fit. His eyes are also green, with long eyelashes. His lips were a darker pink, like he been biting and chewing at them. And his nose looked small and cute.

Wait.

Did I just call a dudes nose cute??

It's not cute. It's just small and adorable looking.

Fucking hell.

His hands looked small too.

I shake my head slightly trying to forget I said all that.

All in all though, he was good looking.

He looks and acts so innocent.

His studder too makes him seem way more cute and innocent. Same with the way he dresses too. It suits him.

Holy fuck. Did I hit my head when he ran into me or something? Did the soccerball give me brain problems? What the fuck is up with me right now?!

I shake my thoughts away and force myself to pay attention.

I don't really like history but I do it for my dad.

I have to take over the business so he doesn't think I'm a disappointment.


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Thats chapter 10 done.

I'll be posting more after my walk.

Hope y'all are having a great day/night :)

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