force field of love

base drum

( sorry, i've been gone because i've been busy and everyone who has my math teacher is going through some stuff right now )

you feel weird because it's your first day and you're already skipping classes. it's ok though but in your head it's not. the only thought that's overcoming that is the thought of violet talking to you. you'll be with her all day 

"your homeroom will be the AP language arts class. next will be gym, AP science, and AP world cultures. it's rare to get more than two AP classes. you must be the smartest person i know" she smiles at you; oh no, there goes my heart 

"uh yeah, i've been told that i'm one of the best in my family. i just can't do math. i was in mathematics but i have to take algebra one now and, i don't think that i can do it. i passed with a d+" (i'm currently failing my math class with a 56% so love that for me. i'm in mathematics too so like it's probably not even hard to some people)

"hey it's alright. i'll help you make it. you won't have to worry about a thing this year" she put her hand on your arm right near your shoulder. you got a rush of something through your whole body. that feeling, the feeling where you can't perfectly describe it. the one where you can only use certain words and phrases for it. it was like butterflies and electric shock all at once. starting from your feet, to your waist, to your neck   

"uh, violet?"

"what's up?"

"what happens when you love someone? do you have to keep it to yourself or do you tell someone? do you go for it and ask them?"

"well, you have to get really close to the person you want. learn more about them. especially if you just met them. try to hang out with them a lot more out of school and make them more than just a school friend"

"i'll try"

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the day is almost over and it's time to ask her; no! not that question! just her number 

"do you by any chance have a rotary phone?"

"yup!"

"well, is it ok if i ask for your number?"

"of course it is! let's be happy that it's this century. the next thing we know is that it'll be 2019 and everyone could have some weird type of phone where they can use a screen. something like a touch screen maybe"

"i think that all the time"

"i love your thinking"

-------- i didn't wanna type it but you give her your number and she gives you hers --------

~later that day~

you're sitting down on your bed playing with that weird chinese thing that you put your fingers in and try to get them out. suddenly, you here

RING! RING! RING! 

you jump up and run. you tumble and trip and fall and knock things over (i felt like dr. seuss writing that) 

finally, you get to the phone with your fingers still trapped but you try your hardest to grab the phone

"hello?"

"hey! it's violet. i was wondering if you wanna come over"

"yeah of course! what time?"

"how about ten to fifteen minutes. i gotta clean up my room a bit"

"sounds like a plan"

"yay! alright, see you soon. we can meet up at the park"

"ok, see you"

wassup people. this is a sucky story whoops