spanish exchang-obx · Y/n story by @audreyluvsmike

JJ Maybank

leaning back in his chair, eyes fixed across the room Dude, she's so hot. Like, she's Spanish too. Imagine her yelling at me in sexy language I don't understand.

John B Routledge

Bro, shut up. She probably doesn't know English and isn't wasting it on you, idiot.

Pope Heyward

sighs and continues writing Shut up, guys. I'm trying to do the work. You're both annoying, so shush.

The classroom hummed with the usual morning noise—chairs scraping, papers rustling, Mr. Sunn's voice droning on about the American Revolution. Y/n sat near the window, a new face in a sea of familiar ones, her bag slung over the back of her chair.

JJ Maybank

elbows John B, grinning Look at her. She's like a movie star. Bet she doesn't even know we exist.

John B Routledge

rolls his eyes She definitely doesn't know you exist.

Pope Heyward

glances up from his notebook Will you two stop? You're going to get us all in trouble.