It was a Friday morning all students at the classroom is noisy some are chatting with there friends, some are playing and shouting I took my earphones at my bag and began listening to music while I’m busy listening someone keep poking me at my right cheek I looked at who is it and I saw Andrea I looked at her again with my what-do-you-want-look she took my wrist and pull me “where are we going?” I asked with my usual cold voice “Rooftop” she said causally. We arrived at the rooftop quickly “what are we doing here?” I asked her “Nothing I just want to be relax its noisy in the classroom “she replied without even looking at me “but why did you pull me?” she looked at me and smile “ I just want you to accompany me“ I was surprise to hear that “but why me?... I’m not really good at you, I’ve been always cold towards you” I walked beside her and we both feel the cold breeze.
Moments of silence filled the surrounding’s then she finally spoke “I don’t know I’m really comfortable being with you even if you’re so cold” then she looked at me and smiled sweetly. That smile of her made my heart beat I was stunned by her beauty she is really simple yet gorgeous I was back to my senses when she snap her fingers infront of me and said “are you ok?” I said “A-h-h Y-e-s” she then said “Chase I’ve got to go already I still have something to do. Bye!” and then she left why did I stammer? It’s so not me am I really attractive to Andrea? Maybe this is just a mere Infatuation.
A few days passed Andrea and I are getting closer we always enjoyed each other’s company. We talked several things and now I can finally explain what I really feel towards her I Liked Her, I like Andrea Hemingway that’s what I felt right now.

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