Is It a crush??

The day I met him.

Summer break is about to end, I'm changing schools tomorrow. I'm actually not excited for it. Why would I be? It's just the same thing in a different location, just with new people, too. I just wanna ditch school.

6am. I am already so not up for it. I started getting up and brushing my teeth. Next thing I did was getting dressed, I just took some jeans and a plain white shirt. I started walking towards the bus station, so not up for it. When I got to school, there were many people. I only knew like 4 people and I only know them. I don't like any of them.

I found my classroom some time later, upon entering it, I saw that I sat down next to a guy, who's a nice guy, I know him from my old school, he helped me with my bully. In the last row, next to some other guy.. was a pretty boy. His dirty blonde hair, his ocean blue eyes, he is pretty. I don't think he'll notice me, though.

English. My favourite lesson. I don't think I'll try too hard though, I don't want people to think that I'm a know-it-all. I spend the lesson, looking at him. I don't even know his name, but that doesn't matter. In the end, nothing does matter. I just hope that he'll talk to me first. That pretty boy.