I sat anxiously as I waited for the bell to finally ring. Mitchel and I were supposed to hang out after school and I was nervous. I've had a crush on him for so long and I was ready to tell him. I was scared. I was scared that he didn't love me back, I was scared that all we are ever going to be is friends.
I'd glance over at Mitty, who was a few seats over from me. He was listening to music while he was doing his work. I sighed as I looked back at my work, plugged in my headphones, and did my work while listening to The 1975. I couldn't stand the thought of him not loving me. It scared me. I kept doing my work until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up to see Mitty smiling.
"The bell rang already, Kras," he said as I pulled off my headphones and started packing up.
"Sorry." I'd swing my backpack over my shoulder. "My music must've been too loud."
Mitchel chuckled. "I could tell. I tried to get your attention twice."
"Oh really?" I'd grin, getting out of my seat. "Let's go."
Mitchel and I walked out of the classroom and into the halls. He said bye to Clinton and we went to a place that I found in the back of the school. I'm pretty sure that a lot of druggies hang out back there due to the fact that there's a thick scent of weed, but some of it was probably just Mitty. The walls were covered in graffiti. Mitty and I sat down on the hard ground as he looked over at me.
"So..." he started, "Why'd you wanna come here?"
I'd start to feel anxious again. "Well," I said, nervously, "I have something to say." For a few seconds silence lingered in the air.
"And?" Mitty said, breaking said silence.
"I..." I hesitated, scared of how Mitty would react. "I love you." Mitchel looked up at me and we stood in silence once more. The silence made me even more anxious. What could he be thinking?
'What?'
'Ew really?'
'I'm sorry, I don't feel the same way.'
"Well," I heard Mitty say, "I feel the same way about you." I felt a wave of shock flow through my body. Did he really just say that? Was it just me caught up in my thoughts?
"I really love you Kras."
The second time I knew it wasn't just in my head. I felt tears come to my eyes as I collapsed into his arms. I was so emotional that I almost felt bad.
