you were the popular girl, you didn’t notice boys like rafe, or so he thought. until your assigned seat was beside him, and were told to work in a project together. it’s not like he’s ugly, not at all, he’s tall with a strong build but he just nerdy, and your…ditzy. he asks you a question about the passage you read, something about a synonym for friendship.

“come right on me—“ you say without thinking, you both blushing like crazy, more so him

“i mean camaraderie!!” you say, embarrassed.