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You're My Example, Halvo
Oh Yes.
Come Monday morning, I was sort of brain dead. I just spent almost my entire weekend either with Halvo or thinking about him. Things were different now, I thought to myself as I walked into the music room. But it was different in the good way. It was going to be awesome and just more difficult.
"Hey you," Halvo greeted as I walked in, giving me a wink. I smiled at him, looking around to make sure the coast was clear before I gave him a quick kiss. He smiled at me.
"Hey," I said quietly, stepping back.
"How are you?" he asked, following after me as I headed to the piano. I shrugged, putting my bag down.
"Tired," I sighed. "Very, very tired." I ran my hand through my hair. "Been thinking a lot lately," I added.
"About what?"
"About us," I said quietly. "What are we going to do?" I looked up at him, frowning.
"What are we going to do about what?" he asked, tilting his head at me. I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to say it and I knew that he knew exactly what I was talking about. He sighed, sitting down next to me on the piano bench. He pressed a small kiss to my neck, rubbing my arm.
"We'll figure it out, babe," he mumbled quietly. "How much longer until graduation?" I groaned, putting my head down on his shoulder.
"Four and a half more months," I informed. He groaned, putting his head against mine.
"Don't worry about it, Mint. We'll figure it out," he mumbled again. "Wait..." he whispered, suddenly pulling away from me and off of the bench. I looked up at him, giving him a confused look. He shook his head, heading towards the front of the room just in time for the door to swing open and two of the violin players walk in.
"What, do you have supersonic hearing too?" I asked Halvo, though the two girls looked over at me like I was crazy. He shrugged, smirking. More people began to file in and Halvo headed back over, acting all teacherly.
"Lunch," he said quietly, nodding at me before heading for Mr. Botchie, who had just walked in the door. I smiled a little, nodding. That would be good, maybe we could talk about this or something. I just didn't want him getting arrested for anything he's done...or what I've done.
"Hey you," Halvo greeted as I walked in, giving me a wink. I smiled at him, looking around to make sure the coast was clear before I gave him a quick kiss. He smiled at me.
"Hey," I said quietly, stepping back.
"How are you?" he asked, following after me as I headed to the piano. I shrugged, putting my bag down.
"Tired," I sighed. "Very, very tired." I ran my hand through my hair. "Been thinking a lot lately," I added.
"About what?"
"About us," I said quietly. "What are we going to do?" I looked up at him, frowning.
"What are we going to do about what?" he asked, tilting his head at me. I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to say it and I knew that he knew exactly what I was talking about. He sighed, sitting down next to me on the piano bench. He pressed a small kiss to my neck, rubbing my arm.
"We'll figure it out, babe," he mumbled quietly. "How much longer until graduation?" I groaned, putting my head down on his shoulder.
"Four and a half more months," I informed. He groaned, putting his head against mine.
"Don't worry about it, Mint. We'll figure it out," he mumbled again. "Wait..." he whispered, suddenly pulling away from me and off of the bench. I looked up at him, giving him a confused look. He shook his head, heading towards the front of the room just in time for the door to swing open and two of the violin players walk in.
"What, do you have supersonic hearing too?" I asked Halvo, though the two girls looked over at me like I was crazy. He shrugged, smirking. More people began to file in and Halvo headed back over, acting all teacherly.
"Lunch," he said quietly, nodding at me before heading for Mr. Botchie, who had just walked in the door. I smiled a little, nodding. That would be good, maybe we could talk about this or something. I just didn't want him getting arrested for anything he's done...or what I've done.
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