Puppy Love

The First Day

Stacey POV

From the first day I saw her in class to the first time I talked to her and even past that I loved her. She mostly wore black and didn't talk much but still I fantasized about talking to her, about what she was like. But I never got the courage to talk to her until. . .

The bus was throwing me up and down every time it went over a bump. I was three seats behind her. . . Ash. But I was trying not to look at her. . . it'd be obvious to people that I like her, I have for a while, since high school. I've never talked to her but I've heard her voice. When she speaks in class, it's usually quite and soft but something in it is beautiful to me. I don't know what or how but her voice calms me in class, makes me feel like it doesn't matter if I do stuff right or wrong, but it does. None of my friends are on my bus so I just listen to music usually or stare out the window. High schoolers usually bug me for answers on the bus with the little time they have, but I just quickly re explain what they missed while they were spacing out during their class. Then I remembered Lacrosse today that meant I had to grab my stuff when I got home and walked back to school. At least I don't live far. The bus stopped and I grabbed my backpack. My stop is one of the first. I walked past Ash. My heart beat quicken and didn't slow till the bus drove away. I wish I had more courage to talk to her. What was I scared of anyway? She'd be mean? Rejection? Well those are good reasons. I started walking up my drive way. I pulled out my key to unlock my front door. Neither of my parents were home yet. They usually aren't home until after lacrosse started. I sighed and closed and locked the door behind me. And I realized people are like doors, they let let people in and lock people out. Maybe if I could find Ash's key I could go through her door. I went into my bedroom and tossed my backpack on my bed and sat down on the edge. What was I thinking Ash didn't have a key, Ash isn't a door she's a wall. A concrete wall with no weakness. I stood up and grabbed my lacrosse bag that was sitting in my computer chair. I put my key in the front pocket, just in case. I unlocked the door and stepped outside. I locked the door and closed it behind me. I took a deep breath of fresh air, and started walking back to school.

After Lacrosse

The air outside was nice. It was warm one of those days that you want to be outside doing anything but sitting. I'd took the long way home because I wanted excise before I had to sit down and do all my homework. I heard footsteps and claws across the street on the other side walk. Both sounds stopped. I turned to look at what was across the street. And my heart beat speed up x1000. It was Ash. And on the grass peeing was a dog - her dog. I never knew she had a dog. She didn't look across at me, and I didn't stop, just slowed to get a better look. Then a brilliant idea hit me. Tommorow on the bus I could talk to her - ask about her dog. Then we could talk about other things and become friends. And maybe over time she'd feel the same about me as I felt about her. Her dog had the coat of a german so but was smaller, maybe he wasn't fully grown. Her dog stopped peeing and she kept walking not looking at me once. But I was too happy fantasizing that it didn't bother me. I was so excited and happy that doing all my homework didn't bother me. I went to bed early I wanted to be rested and not grumpy when I talked to her. I wanted to leave a good impression. I wanted this to work.