lil bit of my golfcil oneshot

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“Apparently she likes you,” Match replies, a smirk playing on her face like she just created a prank that was completely unbeatable. “..oh.” And she walked by– her boots clicked against the tiles of the floor, her perfume shining in just the right amount. And I was like, when did she get hot? —--- Congratulations on your new improvements, Golf Ball, I think in my head during math class. Of course, I don’t pay attention to the actual mathematics– I only pay attention to the girl across the room. You’re taking notes, however, focused on the teacher’s words. I sigh and look at the clock, yet it’s not in a hurry to leave; it’s to see how long I have to gaze at you. This isnt all of it, just the part I like. the whole thing is like. 600 words?
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