As I "listened" to Mr. Bulton go on about WWII, Taylor continued to stare at me. It was quite aggravating, to say the least. Next thing I know, there's a ball of paper landing on my desk. I swiftly brought it to my lap, preparing to see its contents.
"I know we haven't really spoken before, but your quite pretty. Would you like to have lunch with me?" -Taylor
My eyes literally bulged out of their sockets. The Taylor wanted me to sit with him for lunch. Well gahl dang, I'm one lucky duck. I quickly thought of a response that would put scholars to shame...
"Sure!"
Mmhmm, that's right. I have a lunch date with a boy. No big deal. I just hope I don't screw this up...
YOU ARE READING
Magnifying Glass
Teen FictionHappiness Hap•pi•ness /'hapēnes/ Noun The state of being happy. She struggled to find happiness in her life, due to her on-going demons.
