Chapter 1: Love letter
I stood there in the grassy field. The dying sun warmed and lighted my face. The afternoon breeze played with my chestnut locks. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling everything before me. When I opened my eyes I saw a figure of a man. His face was indiscernible, only his silhouette I could see and the bright sun on his back. He took steps and every second brought him closer to where I was standing.
Then a moment passed and he was in front of me. His face I could see clearly now. He had sun kissed dirty blonde hair that partially covered his forehead. His jade eyes were very inviting and seemed to sparkle in the afternoon rays. My gaze travelled to his pink lips. They were alluring.
My heart pounded because he was in front of me now.
"I—I" I stuttered didn't know where to begin.
He looked at me, waiting for me to finish.
"Nate I—" I began again.
I mentally berated myself for stuttering. I should just say it already.
"Nate, I like you!" I said almost too quickly.
There I said it. I didn't breathe after I uttered those words. I was too anxious on how he would respond. I stared at his face probing for answers.
His lips curved into a smile. The most captivating smile I have ever seen. I felt my heart thumped faster.
"Adie I like you too." He replied. The anxiety I felt disappeared and was replaced by flutters in my stomach. "But I think I liked you before you liked me." He finished.
At the moment, I've never felt so ecstatic in my whole life. I felt my lips form a smile. He moved closer to me closing the gap between us. I could smell his scent. He smelled like summer. His arms rested on my waist and he slowly pulled me in. Our faces were inches apart and I think our lips would touch almost any second.
A light object hit me which snapped me from my daydream. I looked at my desk and found a crumpled paper. Scanning the room to see who threw it, my gaze rested at the chair beside me. In the chair sat a blonde girl with grey eyes. She was clad in a plaid blue skirt, crisp white blouse and a red tie hung in her neck.
I looked at Liz with a questioning gaze.
What is so important that she had to interrupt my day dream? We were about to kiss.
"What?" I mouthed not letting the teacher her anything.
She pointed at the crumpled paper in my desk.
Following what she pointed, I took the ball of paper and began unfolding it. It said"
Stop daydreaming about Nate. Or you'll fail in calculus.
