October 10th
Dear boy in history class,
Have you ever wondered why people are destined to meet? Why, by some twist of fate, you stumble across someone that leaves a permanent reminder of their presence? Today I met that person, just a normal guy I got partnered up with, and he made me laugh to the point I almost had tears streaming down my cheeks like the pop dripping down Mrs. Eagen's desk after it exploded. Now it's almost eleven thirty at night and I'm still laughing to myself about the jokes he told and the quirky little grin that worked its way across his lips when he made me blush. Why did you have to be so funny? And now the sounds of your laughter sings in my ears like the lyrics to the song that the radio always plays; a beautiful melody that is stuck in my mind on repeat. How did you lodge yourself in so deep?
The girl two rows back.
YOU ARE READING
To The Boy In History
Short StorySometimes projects can lead you to open up your eyes to the people around you and force you to feel things that you wouldn't have normally felt before.
