Allegra

Legato

Come on Ben.

It's not that hard.

You can do it.

"Hi" 

She looked out from her locker and smiled. How is her smile always so brilliant? "Good day, Benvolio." A smirk replaced her smile. This is so unfair.

"It's poetic." I shrugged, "Have some respect for my man, Will."

Oh come on.

" 'your man, Will?'" She threw her head back in laughter, "quite poetic, I must agree, why'd your parents name you 'Benvolio'?" She continued shuffling things around. 

"They think their love was like Romeo and Juliet's." I sighed, who doesn't love a good love story? 

She stopped chuckling and her eyes widened, looking around the hall, "wow that's amazing, how'd they meet?"

"In a tattoo parlour, my mum messed up my dad's tattoo." I gnawed on the inside of my lip , remembering the countless times my parents brought their first meeting up anytime anything was mentioned. 

Allegra's eyebrows crinkled for second. She bit her lip and broke out in a huge grin, I swear it lit up the entire hallway. "That's the most beautiful start to a love story I've ever heard."

"You think that now, you should hear them re-telling it." 

She started fidgeting with her sweater sleeve and rolling it between her thumb and index finger.

"Hey, Allegra?"

"yes, Benvolio?"

"would you like to get lunch sometime?" I swallowed the knot in my throat and licked my extremely dry lips.

I saw her chest freeze and eyes squint, "like ... a date?" 

"Sure, if you'd like, I mean." I couldn't breath.

"I'd love to." She gestured for my phone and quickly typed in her number, "here you go, text me." 

"I will do that." I replied, clutching my phone, at this moment - my dearest possession, "I will text you, tonight - or maybe tomorrow, um I'll text you soon, yeah..." I started walking backwards and she stood there tilting her head and smiling. Goddamn it, Allegra, stop being so beautiful.

"See you soon, Benvolio." 

"That you will, Allegra." I said, pointing at her and tripping at the same time.

Smooth.