It all started back in Year 7 (7th Grade Middle school in America, and im currently a freshman in highschool aka Year 9 for my Brits ;) out of the corner of my eye I notice a blonde boy smiling. We're in registration and he's laughing with his friends. Blonde hair, blue eyes, freckles and the widest smile. Just me or is he the definition of cute? I smile to myself, I don't even know this kid but him being happy makes me happy. The day goes by and I forget about him...
Over the next few weeks... I have loads of lessons with him since we're in the same form. Somehow I managed to talk to him and we bonded over a band - Nirvana. It's his favourite band, it's my dad's favourite too so lucky for me I can impress him with my knowledge! His favourite song by them is 'Heart Shaped Box' mine is 'Lithium' rip Kurt Cobain. Let's just say it worked, he's impressed and shocked someone like me knows about the band. I tell him I play the guitar, so he ends up calling me a Kurt Cobain wannabe whenever he sees me, I return the favour and call him Dave Grohl wannabe as he plays the drums. He then started to do this thing where he steps on my shoe so it comes off, and I end up having to chase him to get him back and we're smiling and giggling as we run along the corridor. Cringe, I know. If anyone's even reading this, hey! Thanks for being here :)
