either side of her, with Marty and Raven across next to Liam. They were all wrapped up in some comic book debate, and didn’t pay attention when Moira sits down, except Liam. Who hasn’t taken his eyes off her.
“You know, you could say you’re sorry.” Moira states as she puts her messenger bag on the table and reaches inside for an apple.
Liam smirks at her while leaning across the table and says, “For what am I apologizing for?”
“Oh come on, it’s pretty obvious what you did. I just don’t know why.”
“I didn’t do anything, the ball just slipped But if I did, you’re not hurt so what’s the problem?” To prove his innocence, he points to her head to show not a mark is on her.
Raven stops talking to Marty, and they both turn to look back and forth at them, trying to figure out what they are talking about.
“What’s the problem? You threw a ball at me, on purpose I might add.” She getting more irritated now, and can feel her skin tingling, and takes a deep breath to calm down.
Liam laughs, and leans back some to look at the others, like what she’s saying is the most hilarious thing in the world.
“It’s not that strange, since we’re playing volleyball and on different teams. It’s not really my fault you didn’t pay attention.” Liam shakes his head, and takes a swig of his water.
Moira doesn’t know what to say to that, since it is halfway true. She was distracted, but she can’t help getting angry for some reason. She can’t really stay mad at Liam though, it did come at a good moment for her to be hit. She could have lost control, but still, he doesn’t know that. Does he?
“Rough gym glass?” Raven asks, as she not so subtly scoots closer to Liam.
“Nah, Mo here was just practicing catching balls with her head.” He winks at her from across the table.
Her friends laugh, and ask if she’s thinking about going pro. She scoffs and looks away, just in time though, because Spencer is walking into the cafeteria. She feels as if the whole world slows down suddenly, and with flutters in her stomach she watches in saunter over to his friends table. She can’t help loving the way his clothes fit perfectly over his body, as if they were molded to him. His shaggy blonde hair falls into his eyes, as he looks at her when passing by, and he has to toss his head a bit to see. His face lights up when he sees her and gives her his best all out smile, and she feels like she’ll melt at any moment. Smiling back at him, she waves, and he winks at her before looking away.
“Moira? Hello, earth to Moira? I said are you still going out with him tonight?” Raven asks.
Moira gets pulled out of her Spencer haze, and turns to find everyone at the table looking at her. With heat rising to her cheeks, she feels mortified. Her skin tingles again, and too embarrassed to hide anything, she lifts her hoody up and hides her face in her arms.
“If you’re seeing him, then why isn’t he sitting with you Mo?” Liam asks.
“Oh that’s because we’re the unpopular folk.” Ray grunts, and Moira can hear him shuffling his homework around on the table.
“Dude, that’s not why, but it is another factor.” Marty chimes in.
“I think its romantic, they have a forbidden love.” Daisy sighs beside her.
“Forbidden? That’s the most ridiculous thing I ever heard. He’s just embarrassed to be seen near us, Dais.” Raven says.
“Now that’s ridiculous. Mo and I don’t have a problem with you, do we?” Liam taps Moira on the head, just to make sure she hears him.
Moira grunts in response, and is it just her or is he insinuating something? She quickly squashes the thought though, since she already feels paranoid today.
“That’s because you guys see that WE are actually the cool ones, and everyone else are the losers.” Raven says sweetly.
This sends Ray and Marty into snickers, and Moira can’t help to think that it is kind of true. Even if her friends and she have a weird
“You know, you could say you’re sorry.” Moira states as she puts her messenger bag on the table and reaches inside for an apple.
Liam smirks at her while leaning across the table and says, “For what am I apologizing for?”
“Oh come on, it’s pretty obvious what you did. I just don’t know why.”
“I didn’t do anything, the ball just slipped But if I did, you’re not hurt so what’s the problem?” To prove his innocence, he points to her head to show not a mark is on her.
Raven stops talking to Marty, and they both turn to look back and forth at them, trying to figure out what they are talking about.
“What’s the problem? You threw a ball at me, on purpose I might add.” She getting more irritated now, and can feel her skin tingling, and takes a deep breath to calm down.
Liam laughs, and leans back some to look at the others, like what she’s saying is the most hilarious thing in the world.
“It’s not that strange, since we’re playing volleyball and on different teams. It’s not really my fault you didn’t pay attention.” Liam shakes his head, and takes a swig of his water.
Moira doesn’t know what to say to that, since it is halfway true. She was distracted, but she can’t help getting angry for some reason. She can’t really stay mad at Liam though, it did come at a good moment for her to be hit. She could have lost control, but still, he doesn’t know that. Does he?
“Rough gym glass?” Raven asks, as she not so subtly scoots closer to Liam.
“Nah, Mo here was just practicing catching balls with her head.” He winks at her from across the table.
Her friends laugh, and ask if she’s thinking about going pro. She scoffs and looks away, just in time though, because Spencer is walking into the cafeteria. She feels as if the whole world slows down suddenly, and with flutters in her stomach she watches in saunter over to his friends table. She can’t help loving the way his clothes fit perfectly over his body, as if they were molded to him. His shaggy blonde hair falls into his eyes, as he looks at her when passing by, and he has to toss his head a bit to see. His face lights up when he sees her and gives her his best all out smile, and she feels like she’ll melt at any moment. Smiling back at him, she waves, and he winks at her before looking away.
“Moira? Hello, earth to Moira? I said are you still going out with him tonight?” Raven asks.
Moira gets pulled out of her Spencer haze, and turns to find everyone at the table looking at her. With heat rising to her cheeks, she feels mortified. Her skin tingles again, and too embarrassed to hide anything, she lifts her hoody up and hides her face in her arms.
“If you’re seeing him, then why isn’t he sitting with you Mo?” Liam asks.
“Oh that’s because we’re the unpopular folk.” Ray grunts, and Moira can hear him shuffling his homework around on the table.
“Dude, that’s not why, but it is another factor.” Marty chimes in.
“I think its romantic, they have a forbidden love.” Daisy sighs beside her.
“Forbidden? That’s the most ridiculous thing I ever heard. He’s just embarrassed to be seen near us, Dais.” Raven says.
“Now that’s ridiculous. Mo and I don’t have a problem with you, do we?” Liam taps Moira on the head, just to make sure she hears him.
Moira grunts in response, and is it just her or is he insinuating something? She quickly squashes the thought though, since she already feels paranoid today.
“That’s because you guys see that WE are actually the cool ones, and everyone else are the losers.” Raven says sweetly.
This sends Ray and Marty into snickers, and Moira can’t help to think that it is kind of true. Even if her friends and she have a weird
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