I sat nervously in science class, twirling my pencil around in my fingers. The teacher of this class was one of the most chill women in our school. Everyone was dying to get into her class. To me she was a great teacher, I admired her format of teaching. "Alright, as you already know we're doing our lab today. I posted about it on the website," Ms. Jauregui said. "Find your lab partners. No more than three no less," she said. I sat still. I didn't want to work with anyone. Everyone else grouped up and began working.
Going against her instructions I decided to work by myself. As I was reading the paper, a specific hand slapped it from my hands. Looking up, Ms. Jauregui stood behind me. "Didn't I say get into a group?" she said. "Everyone's already in groups. I-I can j-just work by myself," I replied nervously. She took the empty seat next to me. "You've been in my class for a few weeks now. Why is it that you always isolate yourself from everyone?" She asked. "I don't choose to, I'm not the best at making friends," I said, avoiding eye contact.
She grabbed the paper from the desk. "I'll be your first friend then. I'll read the paper and you demonstrate you've been paying attention," she said. I blushed, looking at my hands. "Okay," I replied. As she read the paper, I couldn't help but notice her divine features. She was so pretty, I couldn't stop staring. "Hey, you didn't hear anything I said, did you?" She asked. Clearing my throat, I disagreed. "I did, I was listening," I said.
She laughed, nudging me. Twenty of blushing and giggling passed. While I was packing up, she walked past my desk, slyly placing a sticky note on my folder. I picked it up, reading it slowly. "Keep me as a friend," I read softly, examining her number. I folded it, sticking it in my pocket. Later in the day I would check every few minutes to make sure I hadn't lost the note. When I got home I saved her number in my phone, texting her a quick thanks. It felt nice to have a friend.
