It was the first day of my senior year. Confused with clothes and hair, I settled with a white lace crop top, dark washed jean shorts and curled my hair. I sprinted to the bus right as it was about to pull away. All the seats were taken except one in the back which was occupied by a cute blonde. "Do you mind if I sit here?" I asked politely. He looked up, blue eyes sparkling. I immediately felt butterflies. "Not at all." He replied smiling. "I'm y/n by the way." "I'm Niall." He replied with a thick Irish accent. The ride was a short 15 minutes but I made a new friend. 'Niall is definitely boy friend material.' I thought to myself. "Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked suddenly. "Oh...um..." I began. "Oh...sorry...i didn't..." "Oh nah it's fine. Yes I do. We've been together for 1 year." Niall looked down at his hands. "Oh that's cool." "Well...I guess I'll...see you in class?" I stuttered as the bus pulled to a stop. "Ya!" Niall replied gaining confidence again. At that, Niall and I stepped off the bus and went to meet our friends. I turned around one last time to see Niall staring at me. I waved and he smiled back. i turned around and walked to class.
