I stared at the ceiling. This day would never end. This math class would never end.
I hated maths. I hated everything about it. The logic, the accuracy...the fact that I couldn't bullshit the answers based off the big words I'd learned from even bigger books.
I was an English person.
I had always been an English person. I used to be a maths person, but then they put Daisy Garreths in my math class.
Daisy was the girl that you knew you shouldn't even think about. She was always in trouble with teachers, she never did her homework, no matter what it was. She snuck out at night with her friends, all boys. She skipped school to go to the beach, she liked hardcore music, she screamed lyrics at the top her lungs (even when it was midnight.) She was the girl you wanted to be around. She was the girl that never came around twice.
I was the boy she wouldn't even come around once. I couldn't offer homework help. Daisy wouldn't do it anyway. I couldn't ask her on a date. Her friends would bully me until I gave up hope. I couldn't even talk to her. She glared at me, daring me to even breathe.
I loved her.
