**Brice P.O.V**
I was walking up the stairs after asking one of the teacher aids where Theater3 was located, when I bumped into a girl who looked like she was around my age.
"Im sorry, are you ok? Do you need help? Did you break anything?" I ask while checking her to see if she was hurt. First day at a new school and I already knocked over some one.
She kind of giggled a little causing me to smile knowing she was alright and all. She is kind of cute when you really look at her.
She has shoulder length, black hair that looks naturally straight. She was wearing black leggings, a black jersey shirt with a red and black flannel tied around her waist paired with some sort of worn out converse.
"What class are you headed to?" I ask her after I have helped her up and handed her her phone after checking for any damages to it.
She was just looking at me up and down with curiosity, not knowing I was paying attention to her. When I laughed she sort of jumped a little and blinked a couple of times before realizing I had said something.
She shifted her backpack alittle on her shoulders before speaking.
"Sorry I didn't hear you", I laughed again befor repeating the question.
"Theater 3", she anwered kind of quietly. I looked down at my schedule to make sure that's where I was going.
"Uh... Looks like that's where I am heading too. Maybe we can walk together?" I ask trying to at least make friends with her after knocking her over, and maybe because I want to get to know her better.
She just nods and stands there. "So, class?" I ask while pointing my thumb up the steps.
"Y-yeah", she sort of stutters. She is really cute. Cute? What the hell?? Shaking my head and laughing I grab her hand and start heading up the steps. This year might be better than I thought.
