So i walk to my locker 658 and i open it up to put some books in and get some books out , and what do you know Mr.creepster is over there staring at me AGAIN . i walk over to him and try to talk but my mind just kept replaying that sentence he said to me . my face turns red as i smile and try to walk away, but then i feel his hand on my shoulder turning me around and he says lets walk to class together. i just nod and continue to think over and over what he said to me . i get into class and of course he has to sit in the seat behind me . about 25 minutes into class he passes me a wrinkled up note thats says can i have your number?? i read this note about ten times to see if this was and if it Was really happening ... it was ! i write down my number but i debated if i should give it to him or not . i take a deep breath and pass him the note . the teacher saw me i knew she saw me my face automatically turned red she tells me to get up and read it to the class .... i mean its not that bad right i just gave a person ive only met for an hour my number !!!!! how could i be so stupid he could be a mass murderer and gave him my number !! well anyways i read the note aloud and the classmates start to laugh. she crumbled up the note and threw it away . why couldnt she have done that before he read the note .im such an idiot . i walk to my seat and sit down i could hear his cute little laugh .we didnt communicate much after that so i fell alseep . ( great first impression on that teacher)
