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“Have you seen Anthony‘s new girlfriend? She’s a baddie, dude I don’t even know…” Will was talking about Anthony’s relationship, again. He let his friend’s voice fade out as Coy looked at Anthony across the band hall. He couldn’t help but think about that one time in 8th grade…
“…how he pulled her, she’s stunning!” He overheard some random girls talking louder than they should’ve about Anthony. He took note that they were insinuating that Anthony wasn’t very attractive. I mean, he was — well, for a guy, Coy thought. He shook his head and looked towards Anthony, who was talking to his girlfriend. Coy went ahead and sat at his usual spot in the hall and pulled out his homework. This whole “8th grade” thing was tiring. He couldn’t imagine all the work he’d have to do in high school, would I have any classes with Anthony?, he thought, would they stay as close friends as they were now? I mean, they were childhood friends, and knew each other really well, but what if- Someone snapped in his face, and he would’ve moved away, but it was Anthony. He sighed and looked up at him.
“Hey.”
“Yo, did you know I got a girlfriend? This one might actually last!”
Coy scoffed at the exclamation, “Yeah, actually. I heard some girls talking about how pretty she was. Get this, they were shocked you pulled her.” Coy watched Anthony sit next to their other friend who was in between them.
“Wait, really? Who?” Anthony abruptly stood up, watching Coy’s gaze and in turn bothering the friend in between them. “Them?” He pointed— albeit kind of rudely— to the girls and scoffed. “Whatever they’re mid, I guess.”
Coy had been silently watching his outburst. “Yeah.” He muttered, looking down at his homework, breaking eye contact with Anthony.
Woah, déjà vu much? He let Will’s voice tune back in, now talking about his own crush. Coy himself hadn’t had a crush yet. At least not this year, he had one or two before, the occasional girl or boy, he wasn’t totally hopeless. He hoped not. Coy looked over to Anthony’s girlfriend, what was her name… Michelle or something, he didn’t know. He watched them talking. Anthony seemed to be fighting with her. Probably about something trivial, they seemed to do that a lot. He wondered if Anthony thought this one would last, I mean with the way he would fight with her over the smallest things, he just had to see how it’ll go.