third person point of view:
teagan's eyes widened, her throat dried up stopping her from saying yes ma'am.
how could this be happening, she though, how could my crush be my secret santa?
the bell rang and she quickly hopped out of her seat, taking off to her locker and then the restroom, locking herself in a stall.
why, why, why? is all that repeated in the girls head.
"teagan kings, to the principals office."
she quickly jumped running out of the stall, not forgetting to wash her hands and then walked out of the restroom to head to the office.
she walked in, asking what they needed.
"we need you to go to all of the classes, ask all of teachers how many students they have. then, give them these papers."
she grabbed the papers, and started her way down to the elementary hall. she want to pre-k. giving the teachers their papers. after that, making her way all the way up to the high school hall after middle school.
she gave all of the teachers the slips of paper, telling them to give them to the students.
she grabbed one herself, realizing that it was a slip to fill out about yourself.
once finishing she went into the office, finally letting it hit her that this was her office hour. she grabbed a pencil, and filling in all of the blanks.
name: teagan rae kings.
age: nineteen.
favorite color: orange or yellow
favorite scent: anything that smells like a guy.
favorite texture: the inside of hoodies.
favorite flavor: i don't like chocolate, and i don't know what this means. i like sugar cookies though.
favorite brand: champion or off white
favorite candy: candy canes.
favorite shoes: vans (i don't own the yellow slip on vans, if you get me some get me these)
favorite flower: sunflower
favorite show: shadow hunters
after filling out the rest of the blanks she was told to go get the senior class in speech.
she walked down the hallway going to get the class to bring the library to talk about graduation, and what they wanted to do.
they had to separate all of the classes until graduation to prevent arguments, and such.
she knocked on the door, waiting for someone to come open it.
yet, it wasn't who she expected.
it was her crush, the boy she had googely eyes for. who she got butterflies around, and always wanted to be happy. which he always was, he was a social butterfly that always had a smile one. he was:
daniel seavey.
-sowwy, i ended the first two chapters the exact same. i suck.
