A thousand charming words string together in his head in a nanosecond, but he averted his eyes to his empty notebook. Notes? Who really took notes in class? Dawson wanted to see if she would talk to him first.God, he was like a teenage girl. He was so screwed. Bethany slid around in her chair, pulling one leg up against her chest. She twirled a pen in her right hand. "Hey, Dawson." She. Spoke. To. Him. First.
Dawson finds himself lost in thoughts as he sits in class, struggling to focus on taking notes while being captivated by a classmate, Bethany. He experiences a rush of emotions akin to that of a teenage girl, feeling nervous and unsure about how to approach her. His attention shifts from the class to the empty pages of his notebook, as he grapples with the desire for her to speak to him first.
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