Our Love Story

Journal Entry 8 (Tuesday 2:45 p.m.)

   I'm not excited for what's about to happen. Ugh. Okay. Breathe. I'm just going to walk in, and get started. We won't talk about anything but science. I CAN DO THIS. I'll continue to write but be "studying" too.
3:05 p.m.
Okay, he just walked in...why'd I agree to this?
He sat his bag down and all he said was,
"Hey Vic, I didn't see you yesterday.... were you sick?"
All I'm thinking is, don't reply, don't reply. He just looked away and sat down.
I can smell his cologne. It's so strong, it reminds me of that night. GOD GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GET ON TOPIC. Com'on Vic, what is wrong with you? why can't you get him out of your mind? Jeez.
"Okay, uhh what is a comet made out of?" Is the first thing he asked.
My reply was,
"Read page B54."
After about an hour of our "studying". More like him looking at me.  He put down his pencil and said,
"Okay, we need to talk."
"Yeah. About science, I'm your tutor." I said with as I stared at a science book.
"Damnit Vic! Look at me!"
I jump and look up just he leans in. It brings me back to that night. The same tastes, the same smells. The same feelings.
Then the memory of those lips touching Katelynne's. I shake out of the trance and back out of the kiss. I quickly pack up my things and say,
"I need answers Kellin why me? why mess with me? I just need some time."
I quickly walk out and go to my locker. He'll probably spam message me later. I don't know if I should answer....should I?
I have to go. I have a lot on my mind and a lot to think about.