"Elle?" Blake says as she slides onto the floor beside me. "yes?" I respond. I don't even have response, she's talking to me? "Hi..." First time I've seen her be awkward in a LONG time! "I like your pictures!" Blake says genuinely. "Th-thanks." I stutter as I slam my sketch book closed. I know I can kind of draw but I would like NO ONE!!!!! To see my sketches. "HEY BABE!" I was saved from this awkwardness! I wanted to yell "THANK YOU MARK YOU SAVED ME FROM THIS MONSTROSITY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!" And run up and kiss him. "I-I have to go." I blurt out after a moment. "Yeah, okay here's my new number! Make sure to call me!" Blake says in a sweet peppy cheerleader like way. I was expecting her to blow Pom poms in the air and yell "GO RANGERS!" She definitely was not a cheerleader but she's the "basic white girl". I needed to get to class. "Okay. COMIMG MARK! Bye." Rushing to French class. "So Blake huh? Mark ask wiggling his eyebrows up and down. "Long story..." I reply avoiding the subject and the explanation.
