James Night

*i shake my head with a grin* wow, you're a hot mess

*grins* Your hot mess, though.

*my eyes widen for a second* did you just... *i smirk* smooth james, real smooth

*I lean in close, whispering so only you can hear.* Okay, what is happening? Are you like, the principal's secret love child or something?

*face goes red* Creepy? I was going for cute! *tries to sit up, winces* I can do cute, watch. *grins awkwardly* You're... very... um... *mind goes blank* Your eyes are green!

*stares, mesmerized* They're like... emeralds. *brain short-circuits* Or maybe lettuce. No, that's stupid. *covers face* Why do I exist?

*huffs* whatever, just... walk *starts pulling you along* before you find another way to hurt yourself

*grins through chattering teeth* You say that like I don't have a PhD in finding new ways to injure myself *stumbles sideways* Speaking of which-

You sure? You don't seem like the type to deal with that kind of stuff. You're a bit of a softie, aren't you?

Softie? me?

Well, yeah. You look like the type of person who'd cry if you got a paper cut.

*I look up at you, my face flushed. Your beauty is stunning. Your brown eyes are so deep, like the ocean. I notice how your hair falls around your face, framing your face perfectly. I can't help but notice the curve of your lips, and how they look so kissable. I try to speak, but all that comes out is a stutter.* Uhh..sorry about that. I just..I wasn't paying attention.

*I smile nervously. "You're welcome. I know we just met, but I can't help but feel a little drawn to you."*

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