The Diary of Me and You

I'm cramming my luggage along with myself into the back seat of the GMC, we're not quite fitting right with my brothers booster seat taking up most the vehicle. With a tug and a final push I've somehow managed to squeeze in. My Mother pops her head into the drivers seat all the while chatting with my Grandma who has decided their going on a trip back to Morgantown. That is as soon as they drop me off. I debate going as mom starts the engine, pulling out of our driveway.
  The sophomore retreat is planned every year for all students in the Upward Bound program. My nerves were on end just thinking about attending, so many people and I didn't know any of them, much less could gather the courage to talk to them. My breath fogs the window as we curve down the long streets, it was the beginning of January still chilly. When the first signs of hawks nest appear I start to get the jitters. My Ma pulls her car to the front doors and stops urging me to proceed. I start to second guess myself saying that maybe I didn't want to go, really didn't want to.
  She presses me to make a decision, to stay or go. With a final sigh I decide to step out of the car and haul my luggage onto my shoulder. A blonde girl with with well manicured flashy nails and a sassy attitude struts past towards my direction. Not paying me any mind as she sashays in. I begrudgingly walk into the double doors and stand awkwardly with the group of adults and teenagers waiting to be addressed. I glance around keeping my hair in front of my eyes to shield away any direct eye contact.
  The building is nice, well put together and probably cost a pretty penny to rent. I finally glance at the few people in front of me, stopping on a boy I assumed to be a year older than me. A bit thick and dark brown hair. It was enough of a glance to look at profile and maybe to recognize face. Until he looked at me to. That was it, nope. After a few more seconds my key was given to me, I drag my things to my room and pick a bed with the only girl I actually know. The rest of that day after that kinda goes in a blur of awkward moments and weird chats.
  I've had a small group of girls take me in, the blonde girl I'd noticed earlier today and her dark haired friend, which names I already had a ton of trouble to remember. They lead me through the events of the day to the very end one. Which was great, a final break. We had gathered around the long table making bags of food for charity. We kept walking around until our food arrived, and games were thrown on the table. I chilled in one of the chairs playing on my phone and glancing around, spotting the boy from earlier flipping quarters off his elbow, catching them as they fall. Well trying to as some slip through his fingers causing me to laugh at his efforts. He looks at me almost looking like he's blushing. I glance away my face flushing praying to get out of this room soon. I'm relieved when they give us the word to go, running up the long stairs I retire to a room.
It's a early Saturday when I tumble out of the room down to the breakfast lounge. I don't like to eat in the mornings but they make you march down to receive at least something. I grab a granola bar and nibble on it as they usher us into a meeting with a college. Sitting down I notice the boy I saw earlier. With a weird amount of short courage I get his attention and ask his name. Turns out it's Zero. He does the basic pleasantries of asking me mine and we go onto talk about schools. That's cut short when the presentation starts. These are the first moments I realize the starring. Constant starring. Him looking at me as I took a huge bite of a sandwich making me blush twenty shades of scarlet. Starring at me during activities, and in the evening. Finally I noticed myself really paying attention. When the time came we were finally free to do what we pleased. I decided to take a stroll down to the overlook and find myself looking for him.    When I find him it's like something changes, I push my anxiety aside, suck in a breath and say hi. From there it seems like it all clicks all falls into place. My anxiety shoved itself aside, my true personality bubbles and it seems so easy to  just talk to him. I'm so shocked at myself. I'd never do this ever. But here I was standing by him walking with him, laughing and standing close. It catches me so off guard as he sits beside me during a very boring movie they suggest we watch. I sit close to him, blushing hard and murmuring replies to his questions. He grabs my knee where I'm extremely ticklish, my hand wraps around his and for a mila second I hold his hand. Blushing with the sudden realization he isn't going to pull away.   That night was filled with bubbles and nerves but everything seems to end to quick. By the next morning I have his number and have even hugged him goodbye. Without knowing what's happened or what the future will be, this is where our story starts.