L O V E, A Short Story

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Chap. 2 :

I walked to my locker, searching for my stupid history book. Being my clumsy self, with my weak arms all my books in the arm fell to the floor. I quickly scrambled to get all my Shit together, I saw feet next to my books. I stood up, with out looking next to me where this weird figure had appeared. I placed my books back into my locker and closed it, heading down the hall opposite of the boy.

Walking into the classroom I sat myself In a desk and watched as that boy say across from me. I contemplated wether or not I should say anything, always being way too friendly.

"Hi" I exclaimed with a not too friendly, but not too deep treating. "Hello, u must be Grace Miller or so I've heard. I'm Scott...Scott Parker". I rolled my eyes, "charming much?" I had said to myself.

This guy was clearly trying to impress me, and I had fallen for it. His amazing Carmel eyes, dimples, he was like pure gold! I was starstruck on him the whole class trying to be concentrating on History. I couldn't, I was almost drooling. Finally it was the end of class, and I still hadn't learned anything bout history what-so ever.

How come I hadn't notice him before? Maybe He was new? A transfer student? Maybe a super model?!?! I went up to him later in the day, and stopped him in the hall, "woah, woah, woah" I told him as he stopped in his tracks" How come I haven't noticed u before. I-I mean not to be rude bout it, but I haven't really seen u in Mr.Toler's class."

"Well, I usually just sit in the back of the class sleeping hoping Mr.T doesn't notice." He smiled and did a lil laugh with it. I still had many questions...my mind was filled. "How'd u find out bout me" I asked questionably. Scott then answered with "Ur beautiful, I've been keeping an eye on u in class..." I was getting kind of worried. Stalker much? The bell then rang for lunch. I walked with Scott Parker to the lunch room. "Ur pretty dashing Ur self Mr." I replied with his response to my question.

I didn't have any other classes with him, so I went through the day thinking on what to do, it was hard just to think bout school. Finally at the end of the day I walked home, did homework and just waited for the day to roll by...

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 30, 2014 ⏰

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