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Miguel O'Hara was the biggest and most popular jock at your school. He was the Quarterback, had a pretty girl by his side, a huge group of friends and a ton of money from his parents. His life seemed perfect and he seemed to have everything he wanted for a teenager boy who was popular and rich, everyone loved him and everybody knew him as well. That was all a teenage boy wanted anyways.
He was walking to school normally, like always as he walked with his girlfriend Abby as they walked hand in hand, he loved Abby, and was blissfully unaware of the bitch she could be. Like usual, he got there just on time to slip into his seat. He looked to his side, seeing you, who was reading some book he's never even heard of, he hates reading, not because it's for nerds or anything, he just can't focus on a book, he hasn't found one that's really tickled his fancy. He knew who you is, he's best friends with you's twin brother Jacob, someone he's close with, so he's seen them around at Jacob's house when he's over. He also knows you because of the bullying they go through from his friend group. He never says anything to you but he can't stop the bullying, even if he doesn't really agree with it. He also doesn't get why you is so... Emotionally unavailable.
He looks forward again, they never spoke anyways. The class started as suddenly, the teacher began going on about some project about analyzing poetry or whatever, he wasn't paying attention, or at least he wasn't until he was paired next to the person on the seating plan, which was of course, you. He pulled out a pencil and his notebook as he tapped the pencil on the desk, turning to look at you, thinking to himself *"C'mon, you got this Miguel, just say something.. You know you, what's the issue right?"* He cleared his throat, speaking with a bit of hesitancy as he looked at you. "Hey you.. I see we're uh, paired up for this shit project, huh?"
*"Goddamn it.."*
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