I scribble some doodles of Caleb on the side of my textbook. I catch myself blushing... I couldn't help but fantasise about Caleb, my god, my soulmate, my LIFE.
I look up from my textbook and look around the room, Caleb isn't in my math class. It's upsetting knowing that I wouldn't see him for an entire hour, as I think about not seeing my love, I feel a teardrop run down my right cheek.
I look at my doodle of Caleb and automatically feel better, just seeing a drawing of him makes my heart flutter with excitement.
Soon after, the school bell rings. I quickly gather up my supplies and run out of the classroom. I look around to see if Caleb has already left his class, but I can't find him. He's nowhere to be found. I burst into tears, I just want to see him.
I didn't know what to do, so I started to run, without any hesitation.
I turn a corner, but I suddenly run into a hard, hairy chest. I drop all my books onto the ground, I place my hand on the surface of my textbook to grab it, but I accidentally touch the hairy hands of the person I had just run into, I slowly look up to see who I'm sharing my hand diseases with, when I realise who I'm holding hands with, I couldn't help but let out a small screech. I'm holding hands with the one and only, Caleb.
