The Inaccurate Pregnancy

The meeting

The boy sat across from her, scratching at his scruffy brown hair, trying to calm his nerves, staring at her beauty. He was very good at sports and had very good grades, he wasn't a teachers pet but he wasn't hated. She was texting on the latest iPhone, her beautiful glowing hair by the sides of her perfectly made up face, to anyone it was obvious she got princess treatment, that she was too spoiled for her own good, but not to him. She wore some shiny pink lip gloss and a bright blush that only complimented those ocean eyes that were so easy to drown in, there were no spots or pimples on her face, she was like an angel, no makeup needed. The boy rose from his seat rapidly and snapped back to reality. He got lost in his own thoughts of her until the bell had alerted him it was time to go, so he packed up all his stuff and was leaving the class when he bumped into none other than his crush, the person he thought was a forbidden goddess. He stepped back to stop himself from falling, unfortunately, unlike the girl. She fell on her bottom and guy continuously apologising, helped her up. She giggled as she got up and told him it was ok, they started walking together and ended up having a deep conversation. By the time they stopped talking, the boy couldn't stop blushing as the girl handed him her number. She laughed as she knew about his crush and he awkwardly looked
away. They said a quick goodbye and then went home as it was the last lesson of the day.