Coffee ||Garrett, Charlie & Rayna 

Garrett absently ran his fingers through his curls as he stared as his calculus homework. How the hell was he supposed to know what the sin of x was when you put it over cos time 2 plus t? They were unknown for a reason. They could stay that way, for all he cared. His eyes drifted over to the windows, watching the snow fall slowly on the ground. Dalton’s curriculum was way harder than his old school, and math had never been his specialty, and he deserved a break right? Deciding to stretch his legs he stood up and went to the counter to order a refill of his chai latte. He heard a giggle and turned to look over his shoulder, his eyes landing on a table with a cute blonde and brunnette who were looking at him and whispering. Okay, so that was weird. Only… He could swear the blonde girl looked familiar. He didn’t see how she could be though, unless….

Was that Charlotte? The girl he had talked to about dancing on beds? Yeah, that had been totally embarrassing. Maybe it would be better if she didn’t recognize him. What were the chances? They had only talked for a few minutes, and online no less. He grabbed his drink and sat back down at his table, unable to decide whether he should hide his head or walk over and say something. He had never been shy, but that had been one pretty odd conversation, regardless of how spectacular he had found it. Not many people understood his whimsical nature, seeing as he was traditionally defined as a “jock” nothing could be further from the truth when describing his attitude. 

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