Chapter One: Butterflies

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As I walked in class, there he was, with black hair and dark brown eyes.
Right there when I saw him my heart did a somersault.

I never knew that hearts can do that.

I mean, how could he just sit there and look so handsome without even trying?

As I walked to the teacher I put on my headphones, my headphones helped me escape the reality that I barely knew anyone here.

"Um where do I sit?" I asked before putting on my favorite playlist.

"Ms. Nicolette, right?" After I nodded he pointed to the empty seat right beside handsome lover boy.

My eyes widened when I saw the seat, I never knew that I would be sitting next to him, the guy I fell in love with at first sight.

If staying in the same room was crazy enough, how about sitting next to him.

As I sat in the seat I just accepted my fate that I had to sit with the person who could potentially be my boyfriend.

But I'm just daydreaming that it happens soon,

romances like these are something that can only be in books.... Right?

As I put down my bag our class started.

It was just some boring lecture about something, but I didn't care what the president said.

I only cared about lover boy, the guy who is only less than 5 feet away from me!

As I was admiring everything about him he look right into my eyes.

Is this what butterflies feels like?

I quickly turned my back on the boring lesson, I barely cared about what the teacher said.

My whole mind was full of him.

But how was he ever going to even notice me?

I should just like someone who I actually have a chance with.

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