Slam! the locker door came closing with much force. I looked behind to see a angry classmate I could hear in low grumbling behind me. I paid no heed to him as I almost waltzed down to my own locker. the crashing sound of the classmates locker had brought me back to earth but I still was in a daze because of my own glee.
I fumbled with my lock as I inputted the combo.
"6, 26, 6" I mumbled then pulled down the lock, it open with almost no effort I cheerfully hummed as I grabbed my Brightly green trimmed bag from my locker, and sat it down beside my leg. I reached deeply into my pocket and snatched a slip of paper from inside and brought it up so I see the writing clearly.
On it was a snapchat username written in a deep blue ink and under the the username was the words 'text me.' I gave a squeal of delight after reading it.
"I had finally gotten her snapchat I could finally talk to her out of school!" I shouted in my mind. I gave the slip of paper one last look, checking to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me. When I confirmed it to be reality I shoved it into the same pant pocket.
I closed my locker lightly and locked it with the slight clack of my lock. I next grabbed my backpack and briskly walked down the hallway with a slight skip to my step, I opened the weighted doors. I felt the crisp pre-winter breeze caress my face and wisp my short hair to the side. I breathed in the refreshing air deeply deeply.
I could have never have felt as joyous as I did now.
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falling for hope
Romancewhat happens when a young girl falls for someone who is smitten with someone else? Will she give up, or continue with the hopeless act of falling in love with her more and more day after day?
