chapter 3...day 3

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So, day 3 of my new school, Riverdale high. It's a bit scary now. People are getting to know me as the "new kid" and me and Damon didn't speak for half of the day. During english we got another seating plan and I sit next to Damon. He started asking me what I liked and what I didn't like and when my birthday was and what my favourite colour was. He's quite entertaining to speak to. Just a shame I'm a bit awkward around him. I'm thinking about asking him to go out one day to town but my embarrassed arse is deciding against that now because I don't want to ruin it. What if something goes wrong?what if I scare him away? What if he doesn't want to know me anymore?
Anyway...after english it was time for maths. Surprisingly, Damon asked me to to walk to class with him and of course I said yes because I didn't want to be horrible... plus I wouldn't say no to possibly my new crush.
During maths we actually got along really well. We were having a laugh and Ashley joined in. Now me and Damon and Ashley are really good friends...So if I told Damon I liked him... he might not like me back and it mighg ruin our friendship and if that happened then I would then only have one friend...that would ruin everything. At around 3:50 p.m. the bell rang and it was time to go home. Then... The most unbelievable thing happened. Damon... yes Damon... asked me to walk home with him. Never in a million years did I think ANYONE would ask that.
For the second time my heart did a triple backflip. I could feel my heart in my throat. I was stuck for words. I was shaking. I want to say yes but no words were coming out. There it was, my first awkward moment around Damon. Me, Katrina, embarrassed herself in front of the most good looking guy in the school. Luckily he just laughed, so I joined in. We were both stood in the middle of the hallway just laughing. People staring us wondering what we were laughing at. For once in my life, someone laughed at me...but it wasn't because I hurt myself or something, it was because I didn't know what to say...which is still awkward but not as bad. So we walked out of school and half way we turned separate ways home.

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