Summary: Billy takes interest in the shy bookworm, who is unsure of his intentions.
Author’s Note: This one was getting long, so I’m splitting it into two parts. Billy is such a fun character to write!
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I rolled my eyes as the girls beside me gossiped about some new kid with a great ass. I shook my head, changing the page in my book. I tucked my pencil behind my ear as I scanned the page, trying to locate the exact quote that I needed for my report. That’s when the catty chatter from beside me completely ceased.
I glanced up to meet an unfamiliar person sitting beside me. He had the wildest head of hair I had ever seen and a pair of chocolate brown eyes. He slouched back in his chair, not even pretending to do any work as he tapped a beat on his desk with his fingers.
“Mr. Hargrove. Do you intend to participate in class?” The teacher questioned, crossing her arms.
“No. Not really.” He gruffed, mirroring the teacher’s position and crossing his arms over his chest.
The teacher simply rolled her eyes and sneered, returning to her desk. I don’t exactly know what she was talking about when she asked about him participating. She hardly participated in class herself. Her go to was to order us to read a book until the bell rang. I shook my head, returning to the page I left off on.
“Hey, doll. Could I borrow a pencil?” A silky voice spoke.
I kept my head down, not thinking anything of it. Nobody ever talked to me in class, and quite frankly, I didn’t want them to. I preferred they didn’t