The Gentleman Plan

1. Connect with people

There it was, waiting for me with its perfect icing on the outside and more filling on the inside. I was so close to my beautiful cake. Two more seconds until-

BAM!

Someone slammed something on my desk and I woke up instantly.

"Where's the cake?" I asked, facing a giant red F on a paper and then my angry teacher.

"Were you sleeping in my class and dreaming about cake, Maya?" Mr. Gills said. I could hear the students laughing and snickering behind me about my situation.

"No, I wasn't. I was just... I was just resting my eyes for a bit! Math is quite hard and tiring." I answered as I looked at him sheepishly.

"Yet hard enough for you to fail another exam? Even the troublemaker next to you has a better mark than yours, way better." He said. I looked at Emre's paper which was marked with a B and stared at mine in despair with my shoulders slumped.

"I'm sorry, it'll never happen again," I responded.

"It better not. I suggest you get a tutor. If you fail more exams, you might fail the year." He said, softly. Mr. Gills was a nice man through his forties, but very serious about our education.

"Thank you for the advice, sir."

Then, the familiar sound of the bell resonated through the school. I packed my stuff and headed out the door to my locker.

"Guess what?" a voice behind me spoke.

"What?" I said rather harshly, knowing who was behind me.

"No, guess!" The voice replied.

I groaned. I abandoned the idea of going to my locker and tried to speed walk as fast as I could but this person was practically running.

"Did you know that you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life?" The voice kept nagging.

I walked faster.

"Maya Roy, you are truly the most amazing human being I have ever seen in my entire 14 years of existence. You're sweet, smart, beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, amazing, awesome and the list goes on and on. But I truly admire your inner beauty. It's really captivating. I hope you know that." The voice continued.

Why does he sound like those 15-year-old vine stars trying to encourage teenage girls for some nudes?

For anyone, this might look like a 14-year-old boy admiring his idol or something. Well, this is somewhat admiring. Scratch that- this is stalking. For me, this was an annoying boy named Victor who was currently smiling like a lovesick puppy.

"I see, playing hard to get huh? How about I hit you up with some pickup lines? Your eyes are blue like the ocean and baby, I'm lost at sea." Victor started talking again.

"Victor, my eyes are brown."

With that, I ran towards the ladies room quickly. I leaned against the door as I tried to catch my breath even if the washroom was less than ten steps. I stopped as I saw a frozen boy with a hood on. I glanced back to the door to make sure I was in the girls' bathroom, indeed I was.

"I have three reasons as to why you're in the girls' bathroom. Number one, you just had sex with a girl. Number two, you're hiding from fans or raging teachers. It could be both too. Last but not least, you have a vagina." I said, holding three fingers so he could choose.

"Number two. For sure." He pulled my ring finger down so now I held two fingers.

"Wait, you- Emre?" I asked as I pulled down his hood.