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As soon as I entered the room, I noticed Aleks. He, of course, didn't even glance up. His eyes were stuck on his paper. Or at least it looked like it. When I came closer to him, I realized he was on his phone. Huh, too cool for school, I guess. I threw my stuff to a desk next to him and looked over at him. He looked back at me, and I don't know if he felt it, but I did. I felt like my breath was stolen from me by an angel and my heart stopped. I looked into his sea-deep blue yet slightly green eyes. They stared right back at me. Before I got the chance to introduce myself, the teacher started talking. For that moment on, English was my favorite class ever.
The next morning I walk in and Aleks was already there. I squealed. Inside. And I smiled. Both inside and outside. I walk up and sit right next to him. He looks over at me.
"Hey, my name is Aleks. What's yours?" His voice is like angels singing. Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating just a bit. Ok, but what I mean is that his voice was soft and sweet. I introduced myself and began talking. It wasn't long before the teacher cut us off again. It began to get on my nerves now...
After forty-five minutes filled with checking Aleks out and listening to the interrupting teacher, class ended. I was on my way out when he stopped me.
"Hey, umm... Would you like to maybe go out sometime?" Now when I say he was shaking, I mean like he was shaking. I smiled and felt my cheeks rise with blood. Ugh, I am such a dork sometimes. I, of course, agreed. Who would turn down Aleks? "Um.." He stared and his cheeks started blushing too. "Well what's your number? I'll text you the details." I was trying to play it off cool but inside I was freaking out, probably on the outside too. I gave me my number and basically skipped off giggling. This warm feeling spread across my body. What would you call it? Happiness? Hope? Well, I haven't felt it for a long time. I haven't felt it since that incident.
I'm sitting on Tumblr when Aleks texts me. Now since I was home alone, I squealed. Hey! Stop judging me. I'm living me life, have a problem? After taking literally hours to open my phone, I see his text. 'hey! well what do u think about movie at 4?' My hands trembled as I typed 'yes!' and I wondered if that sounded too clingy.
I look around my closet but nothing seems right; nothing seems good enough for Aleks. I pull on my tight black jeans and pull on a blank top. I look into the mirror and I look basic. But if I dress up, he might not... so I don't want to look too formal. Looking down at my nails, disgusted, I decide on the color black and put on a fresh layer of nail polish.
I see him. I smile at him. I tell myself to relax but my hands are shaking with a bittersweet mix of fear and excitement. I'm not sure if he is going in for a hug or what? What if he kisses me? What if I suck? What if he only likes me as a friend? I try to calm down but I suck at that. As soon as we get close enough, the first thing he does is hug me. His strong arms wrap around me and I finally relax. I barely know him, but I feel like I'm falling for him. I hope he catches me... not like the last time. We end the best moment of my life so far, and we look into each other's eyes. When I look into his eyes, I knew.
