It was our last year in Middle School, and we were going on a trip to Washington DC. I didn't want to go, of course, but it was a forced trip. We would be going for a week for whatever reason. Probable to "get to know each other better" and "see nature for once in our lives".
Mrs. AppleBottom paired us together, and our partner would be the person we would sit next to on the bus and share a hotel room with. I got so fucking lucky with who I got. It was Emma. I've had a crush on them since 3rd grade, but we've never really talked to each other. The teacher, Mrs. AppleBottom said everything was randomized, and then she looked at me and winked.
I knew that she always shipped us together, but I never imagined that she would do something like this just for a student or to see her ship together. Most of the time, she'll just pair us up for a group project or make us sit next to each other for the seating chat.
It was the day of the trip and my hands were sweating. I spent all morning getting ready, I even brushed my teeth 2 times this morning. I put perfume on to try and act like a "true girl".
I was already sitting in the seats Emma and I were supposed to sit in. We got to sit all the way in the back, and I was happy about it. They were one of the last to get on the bus. They sat next to me nervously. I remember what they were were wearing like it was yesterday.
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I was speechless when I saw them, but I remained silent. I was listening to my music while looking outside at all of the scenery. They were on their phone texting someone.
It was about 20 minutes through the ride and I made the boldest move I ever have made. I decided to skip introductions and went straight to having my hand on their thigh. Emma looked in my eyes shocked.
