daisy

the day

a few weeks pass by, ive given up on her talking to me. i drag myself out of bed, shower, teeth, clothes, get to school, bathroom, smoke, head down, phone. same old same old.

i get to lunch and i look across the cafeteria, there she is, sitting and laughing with her friends. her smile is perfect, i can finally see it since she isnt wearing her mask. my friend catches me staring "will" he shoves me "what are you looking at"

"nothing, just spacing out" i reply, embarrassed.

she gets up and walks in my direction, she sits down with her cousin who is also in our class. now i can see her better, she's even prettier close up.

i get excited for math, hoping she'll say something today. i get to class and sit there, waiting. she jumps in the classroom, you can tell she's smiling through her mask. she's wearing blue jeans with rips all over them (front and back), a pink, white, and brown sweater, and brown converse which i overheard her saying were two sizes too small.

about 5 minutes into class she turns around and asks me if she had a twisty pencil because she lost hers and she loved twisting the eraser up, i had one so of course i gave it to her. she tried giving me one of the basic green mechanical pencils and i told her to keep it and she laughed, she had the prettiest laugh.

the rest of the class she sat/laid on the floor, she couldnt stay still. i wondered why she was so hyper today.

after class we walked the same way, except i cut to the bathroom and she cut to go to the south wing.

i spent the rest of my day trying to figure out her last name, trying to find her snap so i could talk to her. i couldnt find it out.