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Monday, 26 May 2014 01:24![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dontjudgeabookIt's October already, and he still hasn't managed to exchange more than awkward smiles and pleasantries with Abbie. Last time he'd worked up the nerve to strike up a conversation in the faculty lounge, he'd spilled creamer all over his sweater.
It's not even that she doesn't seem perfectly nice, or that she gives off an intimidating vibe, or anything like that, just that she's so pretty, and anyway, Jason the hot English teacher is always hanging around her with his muscles bulging out of his shirt and Dallin can't compete with that.
Today's the day, though. He's going to do it. He's brought a lunch that can be eaten without looking dorky and he's going to sit with her and have an actual conversation. He slips into the lounge on his break and starts making himself a cup of tea, careful with the creamer this time, giving her a small tight smile like he always does.
It's not even that she doesn't seem perfectly nice, or that she gives off an intimidating vibe, or anything like that, just that she's so pretty, and anyway, Jason the hot English teacher is always hanging around her with his muscles bulging out of his shirt and Dallin can't compete with that.
Today's the day, though. He's going to do it. He's brought a lunch that can be eaten without looking dorky and he's going to sit with her and have an actual conversation. He slips into the lounge on his break and starts making himself a cup of tea, careful with the creamer this time, giving her a small tight smile like he always does.
