I smile to myself. "If I'm nicer to you, you would hang out with me?" "Isn't that what I just said?" he snaps, and I can sense he immediately regrets it. "Sorry, you just drive me nuts." "I drive you nuts?" I smirk, liking where this is going. "I think I like it better when you're quiet." He stands up, glaring at me. My smile grows, and I can't help but let out a chuckle at him. It feels as if the anger I once had has left my body and I feel happy again. "See, I knew I should've just took the mail and went back inside," he sighs. "You do that, Sammy." "Can I ask why you're even here?" He looks at me nervously. He shifts his weight from one leg to the other. "No, tall-cake, not today," I nickname him. )( where an overly nice high schooler boy interacts with an overly bitter high schooler boy. what could go wrong?
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