Stop Flirting With Waffle
It was the second last day of school before break, and because of this we had a special schedule. So now I’m going to a study hall with my science class.
I walked into the study hall, and saw Bryce in the back, I decided to go sit by him.
Well almost by him, next to Bryce, was Rafael (who I like to call “Waffle”) and I sat in front of Waffle.
In front of me was Jordan, an annoying girl, who I really don’t like. And next to her was Esther.
“Give me my pen Waffle!!” I said halfway through class.
“Nope.”
“Give it here, it’s the clicky kind, I like the clicky kind!”
“Too bad.”
So the entire class I spent trying to get my pen from Waffle, as he kept poking and tickling me, and as I occasionally pulled his hood over his head.
“Ahem”
I looked up, and Esther handed me a note.
Stop flirting with Rafael, Bryce is looking at you!!!
I turned around and looked at Bryce. He quickly turned away.
I wrote back to Esther.
Aww dang, this suxs
I put my head down, and ignored Waffle the rest of class.