I chew on the eraser of my pencil. Finally it comes to me. I finish up my essay and stand up to turn it in. I look at the ground as to not trip on any out stretched limbs. Mr. Shuester smiled his adorable smile that crunches up his eyes and shows his pearly whites. But I turn away. I have given up on that. On him.
Finally the bell rings. I quickly hury from the Spanish room. I don't want my new white blouse to get stained today. I make it to my locker and next class, all while avoiding the jocks. Unfortunately, that means all of them.
I shouldn't consider Finn a jock. He's really sweet. He always looks after me. I love him. So much.
....he will be mine.
