Perfect Two ❤

First Day

Kaelani's P.O.V: 

    It was my first day here in 8th grade... I've been liking this guy for 3 years.. and I'm so scared that he wouldn't like me.

    He barely talks to me and our only bond is video games. I stared at the ground with my hood on, walking to lunch with Ethan. 

    "What are ya thinking about..? That Mendieta?" Ethan said as he nudges me, smirking like the evil friend he is. I tried SO HARD not to shove him away because I was so lost in thought, so focused.

    "Of course! He's tall, handsome.. and not to mention his personality is so unique.. I'll never get a chance.." I take my hood off and looked at Ethan.

    "Don't say that! You're fine." Ethan said calmly but I never felt that way about myself.

    "What does "fine" mean..?" I say curiously. He always says that.. but I never thought I was pretty or good enough for anyone.

    "I don't know.." Ethan said shrugging his shoulders. He changed the subject really quickly.

    "There he is, go get him!" Ethan said shoving me to Gabriel. I yelped kinda, scared because I was always so shy around him.

    "Hey, Kaelani!" He said smiling, moving his hair away from his face. We've been texting for a while and I've been dropping hints but HE DOESN'T EVEN NOTICE.

    "You going to the library Saturday? I wanted to talk to you after chess is done.." He said kinda blushing. What does he mean "talk"? 

    I tried to act calm and cool, but it made me more nervous... "S-Sure, see you there friend..!!" Then I tried to high five him but he was going in for a hand shake.

    I can tell he cringed so bad because he just poked my hand and left to his gaming table. I watched him as he left.

    My face turned completely red from embarrassment. I was sweating and everyone was watching me... I just want the day to be over. 

    Today was Friday, meaning I walk to my mothers job.. when she got off we went home. I was excited yet nervous.. I always act scared around him.

    "Guess we will have to wait till tomorrow." I whispered to myself before I slept, thinking about what could happen.