the boy in his dream

Part 4

Phils pov
After picking up my new timetable I headed to my locker to first period. I wasn't the biggest fan of art but I will get through it I guess.

As I was rushing to class I tripped, all my paper scattered. Oh my god I'm such an idiot less than a hour at my new school and I'm already stumbling over my words like a fool. As I got up my stomach flipped and I was met with those gorgeous eyes I have been dreaming about. He was more handsome than I ever imagined his fringe fell perfectly over his forehead, his cute embarrassed smile and the way it made a face with his dimple. Jesus Christmas I sound like a teenage girl. I soon realised I had been staring at him turning a bright crimson color I apologise and scuttled away