i have a microwave boy. everyone should have a microwave boy.

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"y/n, can you microwave this for me? please?" her friend kimmy asked as they sat in their school cafeteria.

"that's a far walk, im not sure i can make it," y/n replied.

kimmy sighed. "i'll buy you hot chips."

"deal," y/n sprang up with the red tupperware in hand as she made her way to the microwave. she attempted to ignore the stares she thought were meant for her, anxiety was one hell of a mind game.

when she arrived, there was a line in front of her and she huffed. this line would take up more than half her lunch period, she wouldn't be able to finish her cookie.

she pulled out her phone and texted kimmy.

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y/n: this line is long
y/n: are you sure you want me to wait?
y/n: my legs hurt already

kimmy: y/n, it's been not even thirty seconds
kimmy: suck it up and grow a pair
kimmy: love you!

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she sighed while putting her phone in the safety of her jacket pocket. she tapped her foot, swaying the microwave.

"excuse me?" a voice from her left asked. he had a red backpack and a red streak in his hair.

y/n looked around. "me?"

he chuckled. "yeah. can you do me a favor?"

"um," she said skeptically. "sure?"

"can you watch my bag for me while i grab something?" his finger pointed to the empty cafeteria line.

y/n nodded. "yeah, sure."

he smiled and went off to the line to grab a spoon. y/n noticed how good looking he was. his jaw was so structured and sharp. his style was also pretty nice to her, she was a fashionista so she admired fashion when she saw it.

the boy came back with a spoon and it was finally y/n's turn to microwave the tupperware. she removed the top and the boy thanked her.

"you're welcome," she smiled politely and pushed the time on the microwave.

"im ethan, by the way."

"y/n," she replies.

"are you new here?" he asks.

she shakes her head. "nope. i've been going here for three years, sadly."

he chuckles. "you don't like this school?"

"does anyone like this school? or any school in general?"

"i guess you're right," he agrees. "point taken, miss junior. are you ready to be a senior?"

she hadn't really thought of being a senior. it didn't seem any different, other than scholarships, colleges, and her struggling gpa.

y/n shakes her head. "how about you?"

"im a sophomore. i have two more years to go."

"aw," y/n coos. "you're still a baby."

"i should be a junior but i failed sixth grade unfortunately."

"what? how?"

the time in the microwave beeped and that's when realization hit. she was going to have to go back to kimmy and leave ethan by his lonesome.

she pulled the hot tupperware from the microwave and set it on his table. "would you like to sit with me and my friend? you can explain to us how you failed the sixth grade."

he smiled as his cheeks turned a slight shade of red. "sure, i'd like that."