I've been paying less and less attention and i am not participating as much as i usually do. Its the last week of school and my exams are coming up very soon. Its the most important time of the year. I'm going to fail... I can feel myself getting lost in my thoughts all the god damn time. About.. her..
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"Happy Friday and good morning class," Said Mrs.Jones "Today we will be continuing our review on learning about Ionic Compounds. Take out your text books and go to Page 144 and read to page 147."
I open my textbook to the assigned pages and start reading. I get about halfway through and then lose concentrartion. I pull my notebook over top of textbook and start doodling. My doodles do not contain the most appealing drawing. I tend to doodle expressionless things. Except, I felt feelings toward this girl and felt obligated to express my feelings on paper. She was striking. Her brown hair would blow in the wind and her beautiful blue eyes. She's the typical dream girl. Skinny, fit and beautuful as ever. I doodle her name, Scsrlet. I'm falling so hard. I doodle her as an image in the lense of my Canon. Her being my girlfriend was inevitable to think about.
