the boy she loved

chapter 2

A week or two passed from the day I met Wyatt. We texted every day since. We're definitely not dating, yet. He hasn't asked me out at all but I think hope he does.

It was Monday morning.

I hate Monday's.

I took a shower, did my makeup and ate breakfast.

///skipping the ride to school///

When I got into my first class it was like half full so I sat in my usually spot. I had five minutes till the bell rang.

That's when I saw him.
Wyatt. Walking into my class room. Wyatt was waking in to my class. It makes no sense because he doesn't even go to my school. If I knew he was coming I would of dressed better.

Lol no.

I was only wearing leggings, a baggy sweater, my hair in a messy top knot and my black rimmed prescription glasses.

He stands at the front of the room, looks around,
and spots me. We lock eyes for a bit, then he starts walking towards me. He takes a seat next to me. I haven't see Wyatt since the dance.

"Hi." He says, and glances over to me. I put my head down because I start to blush a little.

"Hey-" I get interrupted by The teacher.

"Good morning class."She pauses for us to say good morning which we don't.

"Today I would like to introduce our new student. Wyatt come up here please." She says and points to Wyatt.

Wyatt walks to the front of the room and waves to the class.

"Mr.Illinois tell us a bit about you self." She chirps.

"Well...mmm.. I play hockey, I have a huge crush on this girl named Abby." My eyes go wide as he points to me. "My favourite subject is lunch."
He has a crush on me and he admitted it to the whole fricking class. Miss. Malady
have him a weird look.

"You can go take a seat."She said as she looked around the room. "Right next to Abby." She said that last line with so much annoyance.

If looks could kill we all would be dead right now. For the rest of the class she basically just rambled on about something.
I don't know what because I wasn't paying attention.

"Abby what's are you thoughts on this?" Miss. Malady asked pointing to an equation on the board.

"Uh well-" The bell rang. Thank god. I got all my books ready.

"Saved by the bell." Wyatt laughed.

"Yup." I giggled.

I don't know why but he makes me feel all mushy.

I have never felt this way.

I never had a boyfriend or a guy that I liked,
like me back.

From grade 1-5 I though boys were gross and had cooties. Then from grade 6-9 nobody wanted to date geeky, fat Abby. So I started to care how I looked and then in my grade now, 10, I met Wyatt.

"So, I was thinking maybe tomorrow at lunch we could, maybe, go somewhere together. Like it wouldn't be a date but if u wanted to if could be." He said nervously.

"Yes." I said.

"Okay, great, I got to go talk to some people, bye." Then he ran out of the classroom.

When I walked out of the class. Zoey came rushing up to me and, grabbed my hair, and yanked me into the girls bathroom.

"Zoey!" I squeal as I rubbed my head.