As I walk back home I notice that it's 11:30 pm, I spent so many hours with her but I swear it felt like minutes. I walk in my door and my mother is asleep, I have to tiptoe up the stairs and try not to wake her. She would kill me if I did. As I get to my bed I change into shorts and a tank top, I lay down and I can't get her out of my head. All of it feels so free, so perfect. I feel like I don't have to worry or stress while I'm around her, she's so special, but how? Then I remember. There's another note. I grab my books and frantically
try to find the small piece of paper she gave me. I find it and it says
"Tomorrow, 3:00 pm, the coffee shop around the corner from your place"
Just reading the note makes my stomach fill with butterflies, I can't wait to know every inch of this girl.
