"I love you so much" the mystery boy says. I look around and see a picnic blanket, the sun is setting and the air is crisp and cool, yet I feel so cosy inside. I can feel his hand running up my spin to my cheek, he leans in and I brace my self, pucker my lips and lean in "Arial, and Arial wake up "what happened" "you started kissing your desk and failed your pop quiz it's time to go home!"
I walk home my backpack feels like 500000 bricks. When I finally get home I release I have to make dinner so I make macaroni and I think I might of used some pickles and under cooked them
I yell for them to eat and drag my self to my room I barley hit the bed before I fall asleep.
