Like a Kiss, Yet So Far Away..

Typical Me(2)

A text came from my best-friend, since kinder, Camille.
She loved makeup, and the color, black and she was a model. She planned to be a model for her career, however her parents wanted her to become a doctor.
She was 50% Asian, 35% White, 10% German, and 5% Russian. She was very popular but never left me hanging. I considered her one of my most best friends, even if we fought, we would never leave each other.
The next morning I gathered my books from my locker, taking things out my one. Suddenly a mysterious person showed up on the right side of me. I was sitting on the cold floor as if I was sitting over by the hallways, my thighs bent so that my butt would touch the ground.
"Oh hey.", I grinned looking at him.
"Are you the girl who stalks me?", He asked.
I slightly nodded, embarrassed and my face turned, a bright tomato color.
"Oh, well I'm Dennis," He said sitting with me besides me on the floor,"nice to meet you."
I closed my locker, and used my lock to lock it shut.
I stood up."Wait," Dennis said,"we can sit here if you'd like." As he was grabbing my arm.
"What about your friends?", I asked.
"Ohh, I don't hang with them in the morning, I usually come here late, but I would love to talk to you."
I nodded and sat back down sitting next to him.
We talked for a good amount of time, until it was time to go. His class was in the 300 building which was right across from the 200 building. He walked me to class and we hugged and we went off.
He saw me during lunch with his friend, so Camille and I went with them. We sat at a table eating our lunch together.
We laughed like other people, and Dennis and I sat next to each-other.
It was the best day of my life.