Darling Dearest

Chapter one

It all started when we were 13. We sat next to each other in social studies. The teacher wanted the first day to just be meeting each other. I introduced myself and asked if he listened to Lovejoy. He said yes and introduced himself as George. We then talked about minecraft for the rest of the period. When it was over we got up and said bye and then we realized we had the same schedule so we smiled at each other and went to math together

We got in the room and mr. Gold said, "Sit where you like!"

And we both yelled "yes!!!!" We sat next to each other at the back and then he started passing out papers and said "let me get to know you,you can talk to each other" we then continued to talk about minecraft and then George asked the question

"What's your favorite Lovejoy song?"I paused for what seemed to be forever then answered

"It's All Futile!It's All Pointless!" He then nodded in approval and then I took out my headphones to just listen to music the rest of the period. Luckily no one said anything. The rest of the day was okay until lunch;we talked about how to behave and afterward we sat down. Immediately the whole room boomed with noise. Every noise sounded 150 times what it actually was. It became so stressful I had to walk out into the hall to take a breather.

George walled up to me as I sat on the ground trying to get the noise out of my head. Slowly George sat next to me and we talked more about the things we liked.

"So, what's your favorite movie?" He asked, trying to make small talk. I had to think about my answer before replying.

"Right now it's Beetlejuice." I told him, his face slowly lit up.

"Oh my god! I love that movie too!" He replied brightly. It was funny seeing him shine bright like this. After a few minutes George and I went to the cafeteria and he sat next to me to cover my ears if it got too loud for me. He's such a sweetheart.

|middle of the school year|

We just left the cafeteria and walked to our next class, ELA. I've always loved ELA and it was my best subject. But that was because I have been hyper fixated on writing and books in general. When we walked into the classroom George's hands brushed against mine and a warm tingly feeling was in my stomach. My face started to heat up and I looked at George who looked as if he didn't even notice.

We sit in our assigned seats and listen to Mrs. Garenelda talk about the lesson for today. After her very long explanation we were able to start our assignment. At times I would look around the room and when I would look in George's direction, he would be looking at me. But when he realized I saw him and would look away. It happened one to many times before George was full on red. I imagine from embarrassment.

Hi everyone, it's Heather. I just wanted to let ya'll know that me and Alex will be writing in this a lot. Anyways, the next chapter will probably be mostly my writing, but I will try to have Alex write more. Anyways, have a great day!