Sometimes Smiles Aren't True

Part IX: Things Are Looking Up.

I'm at school after my arm gets better, I still have my cast on, and of course, EVERYONE wants to sign it. It's a curse. A new kid moved here and his name was Ash. He was average height, blonde hair and brown eyes. He was really cute. (Author's note: I am not describing myself, although most of Ash's looks are based off of me.) Surprisingly, he walked up to me and started talking to me. He introduced himself and I did so too. He was adorable and funny. I think he noticed me and turned a little red. He laughed and said, "Enjoying what your seeing?" I laughed and he laughed too. It was fun. This was the first REALLY good thing to happen to me for a while. We talked to each every day at school for about two weeks. Once when I was walking home, he said, "Hey! Wait up!" So I stopped and waited. He caught up to me and asked if I lived in this general area, and I said yes. About three blocks from here. He smiled and said to himself, "Awesome." I didn't know what he was planning but I had a feeling it was good. He asked if he could walk home with me and I said sure. So he walked me home, and when we got there, he looked at my address and wrote it down. He said it was nice to walk me home and he'll see me later. I went inside and slid down against the door. It feels nice to have a friend again. Very nice indeed. The next day I find I rose and a note on the front door. It said, "Dear Ashley, I know it's only been about two weeks, but I noticed how you look at me and I do the same to you. You're really pretty, and all I've got to say is that, I like you."