The sandwich that the boy purchased made its way into his mouth as he searched for the girl. She was no where to be seen. Had he scared her off? Was he that intimidating? Brad dismissed the thought and went back to chatting with his mates.
Fifth block came to an end in no time.
Hi Bradley Will Simpson. I like your middle name, it has a nice ring. Yes, you are sort of predictable and we can see a movie on Saturday. You can bring all your friends; I would love to meet them. I don't think we should exchange numbers, because I like being able to talk to you once a day. It is the highlight of my day. How about on Saturday we exchange numbers? Anyways, I have no clue what my all time favorite lyrics are. I f I had to chose who the most powerful in my opinion it is the 1975. I know that there probably are better bands, but I love their use of metaphors in different songs as well as the meanings behind some of them. Ok my question for you is do you have any pet peeves?
~ S.M.A
Brad placed the dull pink sticky note on his desk and scribbled in the same blue pen.
Hi S.M.A. Thanks, I like your middle name too. Ok I will let them know about the movie. I'm glad that I am the highlight of your day. You are mine too. And yes we can exchange numbers then, unless I end up hating you, but that is bound to happen. Yeah, the 1975 are really good. They are actually one of my inspirations lyrically. Of course they aren't the only ones, but they are one. I don't have many pet peeves, but I do hate when people chew loudly. Aren't most people like this? Two questions: 1- Do you have any pet peeves? 2- what do you think I look like?
~B.W.S
He hoped that she would like him. He didn't want her to expect something else. Immediately, Brad dropped the fear that was growing in his mind. The class ended and the note sat under the desk.
Brad entered the writing class behind James. The girl that seemed to now catch his attention was in the room with a pen in her hand. Her eyes stared at a paper as her pen was spun in her left hand. Bradley's sight moved on from her to his seat. He wanted to talk to her, but he knew that he shouldn't. He felt compelled to not doing it.