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'Pessimistic am I?' he thought as he gathered his things to get to his neck class - English. Not necessarily what he would call the best class in the world but it was a close second to History. What Aiden had said would have probably hit home had he not been stopped by B-Brunette with that cute red on her cheeks and that nervous thing she did with her bottom lip. "Hey," he said silently as he took her hand to walk with her to his next class. They always parted ways there so she could head off to gym but not before some whispered words of promise and her hand in his front pocket as she winked. He reached in after she had and pulled out a folded piece of paper. He had her - hook, line and sinker.

If only the teacher wasn't such an ass about what he did in the hallways. "Sorry Sir. Sorry." He lifted a hand in apology before he took his seat and pulled his English notebook from his bag. A note. Great.