Page 60 of Celebrities Don't Date Bookworms

Not Zesty

Am I the only one who would rather we start two hours later

Instead of ending at 12:30

Sharky

But this way, every weekend feels likea long weekend

Bay

But weekends are for sleeping in

So Z’s right

Eggo

Amen

That’s why you gotta nap after school on Friday

Start it off right

Bay

Wish I could :((

Eggo

Nap?

It’s very easy

Bay

We’re always doing stuff on Friday afternoons

Eggo

Stuff? What stuff?

Bay

Just…

Stuff

Eggo

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“Who are you texting?”

I dropped my phone in surprise, and it clattered against the cafeteria table. I sighed deeply and looked over my shoulder.Hudson was standing there with a grin, a red cafeteria tray balanced in one hand, and his phone in the other. I continued to lead him down to the cafeteria after English class every day, but I’d only sat with him occasionally—really, only on the days when Sloane forced me to. Whenever I sat alone, I hoped Hudson would go to sit with the other Take Five boys—or with literally anyone but me. I should have guessed that I wouldn’t be that lucky, though. And today was the worst day for him to join me, because I didn’t even have Sloane here as a buffer. She was off at a cheerleading team meeting, leaving me all alone with him.

“No one,” I said. He squinted and stuck his neck out, so he could try to read the phone screen. I shot my hand out to turn it off. It probably didn’t matter anyway, though, because I was sure he’d already seen everything he wanted to. Not that it would mean anything to him—it was just some random group chat.

He took a seat directly across from me and rested his chin on his hands as he stared at me. I tried to ignore him as I dug into the salad in front of me, but eventually, it became clear that he wasn’t planning to look away anytime soon.

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