Quinn Allman ;; Rather Waste Some Time With You ;; 005

The halls were buzzing mildly as students were getting ready for the first class of the day. Stevie weaved her way through the cliques to her first period, algebra.
Stevie noticed Quinn and Bert leaning against a row of lockers and casually walked over to them.
"Hey," she smiled.
Quinn glanced at her and perked up. "Oh! Stevie! I've been practicing! Look: um. Uh." He began to mumble with a confused expression. "Damn it. I had it a second ago."
Stevie smiled and lightly tapped his arm. "It's okay. Just keep up the good work." She looked at Bert and smiled. "Hey."
Bert nodded. "Hey cutie."
Stevie rose her eyebrows and turned to leave. "I'll see you guys later."
She began to walk off, discouraged and unsure how she and Quinn were going to pull a passing grade.
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Quinn sat in his english class, listening to his teacher discuss a book that was assigned, that he would eventually "forget" to read. His thoughts shifted to the afternoon, and what he was planning to do. He would typically not feel as responsible about a group project, but he liked Stevie. She was cool and deserved his best effort. He pulled out his notecards and began studying them intently.
Stevie's curvy handwriting, for some reason, made him want to reread the words and memorize what they were saying.
"Quinn?" the teacher asked.
Quinn flipped the cards over and looked up.
"Can you name a story written by Edgar Allen Poe?" the teacher asked.
Quinn furrowed his brow. 'Does she think I'm stupid?' "The Tell-Tale Heart."
The teacher nodded and went on with her teaching.
Quinn looked down at the cards and noticed something on the back. He picked up the cards and studied it. He could tell it was Stevie's writing.
"1248 23rd Dr."
Quinn noticed the address as his own and wondered why she would have written his address on the notecards. The bell rang and he gathered his stuff to go to history.
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Stevie sat in her seat beside Quinn and smiled. Quinn dug around in his pockets and pulled out the cards, his address showing.
"What's this on here for?" he asked.
Stevie laughed. "You said you needed help with your address."
Quinn's face flushed and became a soft pink color. "I-I was just kidding," he smiled.
Stevie nodded. "I was too. I'd hoped you knew your address."
Quinn smiled and put his cards away as Mr. Bailey began the class.
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"So," Quinn said as he and Stevie walked out to the parking lot. "You have any plans for this afternoon?"
Stevie shook her head. "Nope. I'm free. Why?"
Quinn, once more, pulled the cards out and waved them infront of him. "We need to work on these. I was thinking-"
"Quinn!"
Both Stevie and Quinn looked into the direction the call was coming from. A boy that seemed to be a little older than them hung out his car. Quinn's eyes seemed to want to buldge out of their sockets and he groaned. "What?"
"Come on! Branden's waiting for us. I'm not leaving without you," the guy said.
Quinn shook his head and looked back at Stevie. "Anyway-"
"Who, is that?" Stevie asked and glanced over at the person waiting for Quinn.
Quinn shook his head. "No one. But, unfortunately, I have to go with him. I bailed on them yesterday and I have to go today. Maybe, if I get done in time, I can run by your house and we can study it a little?"
Stevie nodded. "Yeah, that's fine."
"Quinn! You can put your moves on your little girlfriend later. Come on, we have to go!"
Quinn's head snapped in the guys direction. "Jeph! Shut up! I'm coming." He looked back at Stevie and smiled awkwardly. "I'll see you later."
Stevie smiled after him as he got in the car and drove away. She figured that whatever it was that Quinn was so secretive about, that Jeph character was involved.
my mistake for wasting yours and mine
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idk, i kind of thought this one wasn't very good.

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this boy is a looker.
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