Most of my classes suck except for English. I love my English class mainly because of Sam. He's quite attractive in most peoples opinions. He's always smiling and I can't help but love when he giggles. I always do my best to hide the fact that I've got a huge crush on him. He's popular and I'm not. He's hot and I'm not. Basically, he's my opposite and I know people say that opposites attract but it just doesn't seem like he'd be that way toward me. I shut my locker before walking to English class and smiled as I saw Sam walk into class. I sat in my seat behind him as Mr. Wells takes attendance and starts his lecture. During the lecture Sam sat a note on my desk. I looked at it and noticed the slightly legible handwriting saying "Read Me!" I grabbed the note and opened it up.
"Hey, I was wondering if you were busy Friday night?
-Sam-"
I raised an eyebrow at the question but a smile quickly replaced my confusion. I wrote no and asked why and passed the note back to him. Throughout class we repeatedly passed the same note back and forth.
Sam: There's a dance Friday night and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me? It's at my church and I really wanted to hang out with you.
Me: That sounds great actually. I would love to go.
Sam: Really? That's amazing. I'll pick you up around 5:30 and we can grab a bite to eat before.
Me: Sounds great. I'll definitely see you.
I wrote my address and phone number on the note and handed it back to him as the bell rang. The class filed out of the room while I packed up. Sam read the note and pumped his fists in the air as he walked into the hallway. I smiled widely. Maybe he did like me. On Wednesday after school I went dress shopping. I didn't want to spend to much because it wasn't supposed to be super fancy but I wanted to look nice enough to show off. I picked out a sleeveless black knee length dress with a glittery top and a skirt that twirled with me. I picked some black heels to wear. I anxiously waited for Friday night. FINALLY Friday came. Right after school I rushed home to get ready and Sam texted me.
*I'll be there around 5:30 to pick you up remember.
*I remember. I'll see you in a bit. 😉
*Okay. 😘
I blushed. I quickly got ready fixing my makeup to perfection. I pulled my dress over my head and slipped on my heels. I waited anxiously on Sam to text me telling me he was there. My phone buzzed about 5 minutes later telling me that I got a text it was Sam.
*I'm here. 😘
I walked outside to see Sam in a very nice dress shirt and pants. He looked amazing. He looked at me and bit his bottom lip.
"God you're gorgeous, (Y/N)" he complimented me.
"Awe, thank you, Sam. You don't look to bad yourself." I told him sending him a wink. We got in his Jeep and drove to his church and he helped me out of the car and led me to the doors. He opened the door for me and walked closely behind me. He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. His hands we're calloused and rough and they just felt right laced with mine. He immediately pulled me to the dance floor and took the lead. We danced to a few upbeat songs at first. Then things started to slow down and Sam grabbed my waist and pulled me close. I placed my arms around his neck and danced slowly to his rhythm. I put my head on his chest and listened to the dull thump of his heart. I pulled him closer and his heart rate quickened. I smirked. By the end of the night I'd thrown off my heels and danced with Sam all night. The dance had ended and Sam drove me home. He walked me to my doorstep and looked really nervous. I looked him in his eyes and smiled.
"Thank you for tonight. It was amazing." I told him putting my hand in his again. He grabbed my hand back and put his other hand on my waist. He slowly pulled me closer and I cupped his cheeks pulling his face closer to mine. I kissed him passionately and I could hear his breathing stop. I drew back for air and he gasped. I looked at him and he smiled.
"Goodnight, (y/n). I have a question before you go though." Sam breathed out. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows awaiting his question. "Um...well..will you...um..maybe..be..my girlfriend?" He awkwardly asked stuttering over every word.
"Of course I will, Sam." I told him excitedly grabbing his face again kissing him again eagerly.
