The day goes by agonizingly slow mostly because I can't help but think about what's going to happen tonight. The last bell of the day rings and I look over at Noah and smile. I grab my stuff and walk down the hallway to my locker. As I'm putting my things in my book bag to leave I look down the hallway and see Noah all ready with his bag walking towards me. I start to get butterflies in my stomach.
"You excited?" He asks with a goofy smile on his face.
"Most defiantly." I say in return.
We walk down the hallway shoulder to shoulder and aboard our bus. He looks over at me.
"I'm not who you think I am." He states with a serious, deep tone in his voice.I look over at him in deep confusion and worry. My mind starts racing as to what he could mean by that.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I've been a good boy, happy smile, it's an act for school. Only for school. I'm different when I'm not in school." He says piercing my eyes with his.
"Aren't we all?" I say sort of giggling trying to shrug off his outburst of intimidation.
" I suppose, I just want you to know. I'm not always this good." He says smirking.
I look down at my freezing cold hands. Something about the way he said that sentence was kinda... Hot. I look over at him to see him staring at the isle on the bus. I always sit by the window. It just feels more I closed and comforting. Before I realize I'm staring, Noah looks over.
"Get a long enough look?" He says teasing me.
I start to get red, and very anxious.
"Ha." I say staring at the window trying to sound cool. It comes out more of a squeak than confident sounding.I feel a tug on my hand.
"You gunna get off the bus or are you just going to sit and miss your stop?" he says.
I follow him off the bus. And start to walk home. As I'm walking home i hear him yell say something across the street.
"What's your address?" He yells.
" I'll text you" I say laughing. I turn back around and walk home.
