After that little accident yesterday, everything went back to normal.
Today is Friday which means, the weekend is close, and that means for me, sleep.
I was walking down the hallway listening to music as always, when suddenly I bumped into someone, making my books fall and spread across the floor. I looked up ready to insult the person in front of me, when I was met by a pair of beautiful blue eyes, but before you wonder, these blue eyes aren't Nash's.
I became speechless and just didn't knew what to say. He realized my problem and spoke first.
"I'm really sorry, I wasn't looking were I was going, I'm really sorry" He said starting to recollect my books that were on the floor.
"It's okay, I wasn't looking were I was going either, are you okay?" I asked him helping him to pick up my books.
"Yeah, I'm fine, what about you?" he asked scanning me to see if I was okay, being honest I found it so cute.
"Yeah, I'm fine" I said giving him a smile.
"Well, I have to go, but what's your name?" he asked giving me a smile back.
"Sarah" I said blushing.
"It was really nice bumping into you Sarah, I'll see you around" He said turning around a running to get to somewhere.
"But wait!" I screamed but he was long gone "I don't know your name" I mumbled with a smile.
Then the bell rang, and I realized I stood there daydreaming about his name for a good 5 minutes. I started to run to get to my last period, which was math class, how exciting, notice the sarcasm.
When I got there, thanks to God, Mrs. Ross wasn't there yet. I entered the classroom and realized that everyone was here, and the only person missing was me. One thing I hate about being late, it's that people look at like if you just killed someone and all the blood is in your clothes.
I began walking to my seat looking down. When I reached there I noticed Nash was looking at me with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Hey dumbass, what's wrong?" I asked him as I was sitting.
"Who was that guy you were talking to in the hallway?" He asked with his voice full of curiosity, and anger at the same time.
"Woah, easy there little boy, it's none of your business" I told him, looking at him with a blank expression.
"But I want to know" He groaned.
"Wait, is little Nashty jealous?" I said smiling at him, and giggling.
"Ha ha ha, you wish sweetheart." He said with a line on his lips.
"Honestly I don't know who he is, I didn't got the time to ask him his name" I explained "And I don't even know why I just explained to you that, it's not your business"
"It is, trust me" he said "Anyways, remember we're going out tonight and I'll pick you up at 8:00"
"I already told you I'm not going anywhere with you"
"And I already told you I don't care, you'll go, you can count on that"
"Yeah, I'll go, and pigs fly right?" I said sarcastic.
He didn't say anything.
The door opened and the principal entered the classroom.
"Well class, Mrs. Ross had to leave early today, and since we didn't had time to search for a substitute, and this your last class, you're free to go." He explained and then exited the room.

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