Like Romeo and Juliet

oh, Juliet.

Beautiful she was, and still is. I've known her for over three years, and her beauty hasn't faded one bit. Long, light brown curls, so geourgous. Her light carmel skin and big brown eyes seemes to almost sparkle as the sunlight beaming through the glass gently hits her. Her freckles-

"Alakai!" Mrs. Warson snapped. I quickly shifted my eyes off of my notebook and closed it. "Yes Ms?" I said straightening my back. She squinted her eyes at me and lowered her glasses. "Bring me your notebook, let me see what you wrote." She said moving her hand, signalling me to come over.

My eyes widened, and i hesitantly got up feeling my face turn red. I slid the notebook off my desk into my hand and walked to her with my head down. "Thank you." She snatched the notebook away and started flipping through the pages until she found what she had been looking for. "Sammantha?" She said, fixing her glasses back onto her face. "Yes?" Sammantha said, looking at Mrs . Warson.

Mrs. Warson looked at me and sighed. "Nevermind." She said as she put the notebook back on my desk. Just a few minutes later the bell rung and Sammantha jumped out of her seat and turned to me. She sat in the front of the class on the left side, right next to the window, and i sat directly behind her.

"What was all that about Ali?" She said leaning forward against my desk as her skirt flew up a bit. The boys were staring and i felt myself get a little jealous. "Sammantha, your skirt is up." I mumbled, looking at my desk. "Hm? What'd you say?" She said tilting her head. "Your skirt..." i said a bit louder. "What about it?" She said leaning down more, trying to look at me, as her skirt went up higher. The boys grinned and bit their lips.

I scoffed, got up, and quickly got behind Sammantha, pulling her up and close with my arms around her. "You inconsiderate assholes!" I shouted at the perverts. Sammantha looked back at me. I suddenly noticed that one of my hands were sliding her shirt up and my boobs were pressed against her back.

I

blushed, but didn't want to let go. The boys whistled and shouted, looking at us. "Ali..." Sammantha said, blushing as well. "S-sorry Sam." I said pulling myself away. "Its fine." She smiled and grabbed my hand. I looked at her surprised. They were soft and warm. "What? I kind of sneeked a peek at your notebook..." She said looking down giggling. "I like you too Ali." She quickly brung her head up and looked at me.