mY 4 life's meaning

I sat there in class thinking "What if I don't get a scholarship?". l mean ever since 5th grade I told myself I have to do everything to get a scholarship I new my family couldn't afford it,so if I didn't get it my life's meaning would be ruined. I wouldn't have anything to stand for. Nothing to say I did it about. "Eve! Yes Mr. Williams "I replied. "Detention today" Mr.Williams puffed out at me. After class I stormed out of the classroom turned a corner and boom I ran straight into him "Sorry" I mumbled not looking up.

I look up and see him . Blake Johnson.
He had the prettiest blue eyes and the darkest brown hair. "Its fine he"He mumbled back starting to pick up my books. "So you like poetry"he said "How did you know?" I answered

"Well you only have like five poetry books." he said sarcastically. "You like mechanics " I say looking at his big mechanics books." More my dad than me" Blake answered as he was walking away.