The weeks flew by and so did we in the heavenly wind of romance. Everyday was blessed upon us with growing happiness which glowed in our smiles.
A typical afternoon consisting of rearranging my bag pack and it's heaving contents. Suddenly my pens went flying over the desk along with my math's book making me jump back with shock and look for the cause of the abrupt disruption. I found myself face to face with him and precipitously felt my heart being wrenched in misery. Caramel luscious curls flopped untidily over his damp vacant eyes.. Oh how the sight of seeing him so unhappy did indeed tugg harshly at my heart strings in tortuorus gloom. I reached out for his hand and clutched it in mine allowing him time to explain his discomfort.
'That..that..potato headed thief!' he finally managed to stutter
