When a Bad Boy Falls Inlove
he says dismissively, walking over to the table on the dais to place the stacks of books he'd been carrying.
I grin, turning to Willow, whose face is as red as a tomato. I chuckle, shaking my head before grabbing my backpack.
"I'll see you at lunch, yeah?" I wink, and she nods slowly before I rise from my seat, walking towards the front of the class.
"Have a nice day, Mr Weasley; I know I will," I say with a boisterous tone, grinning from ear to ear, but he just rolls his eyes.
"Get out, Carter," he says in a bored tone and mock salute. "On it," I respond, walking out the door, spotting the widest grin ever known to man and a noticeable pep in my step.
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