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Not to be rude or anything,” I said as I took a step back. This forced Alex to let go of my arms. Unfortunately it also resulted in me stomping on the feet of whoever was trying to get out behind me.
“Hey, watch it,” I heard him say.
“But I believe it’s traditional to let the first-period students exit the classroom before the second-period ones go in,” I went on.
“I’m not going in,” Alex said simply. “I’m walking you to your next class. History, right?”
Right, I thought. Right before I thought, This has absolutely got to stop. If I couldn’t nip whatever was happening with Alex Crawford in the bud, there was no telling where I’d end up, though it seemed a pretty safe bet that making a fool of myself would somehow be involved.
“How do you even know where it is?” I asked, my tone aggressive. “What if it’s nowhere near where you have to be?”
At this, the student behind me decided he’d waited long enough. He gave a quick shove. An action that sent me right back into Alex Crawford’s arms.
“It doesn’t make a difference,” Alex said.
My brain struggled for most of the rest of the day, but even then, I think it knew that my heart had won.
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