I sat doodling in my notebook not listening to what the teacher was saying at all. I was drawing a jaw so sharp it could cut a noose. I'm quirky because I'm quiet and I like to draw. I hate it when people see my drawings tho, so when a girl in my class looks over at my notebook, I close it quickly and hide behind my bonnet. When that class gets over I walk into the crowded halls again, trying to avoid eye contact with people cuz I'm shy. I go to my next class and sit down, and who is sitting one desk in front of me but HIM. My heart explodes with butterflies and my face starts to heat up. The way his eyes are eyes always makes me feel so lovestruck. He is perfect. I purposely make eye contact with him and again tuck my hair behind my bonnet. I bite the ends of my toes, I can't help it- it's a quirky nervous habit I have. "Hi!" I say. "Oh hi y/n" he says. His voice is so sexy. "I didn't know we had this class together!" I say. "Yeah," he says. Again his ways with words astonishes me. "Do you like this teacher?" I ask him. Since he's a year older than me, maybe he's had this teacher before. And I'm trying to make small talk. "Sure, I guess" His chrome book is open and I peer over his shoulder very gracefully and sexily. I take out my pencil and write on my knee his email address, I'm gonna send him an email later and he won't even know who it's from. I start brainstorming ideas in my mind of what I could send him, a love letter seems too much. But a marriage proposal seems too little. I already know we are destined to die together.
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(Y/n rn^)
When class gets out and I get through all my other hours without too many daydreams, i put my stuff in my locker, and get on the bus home.
