There he is. Standing, laughing with that perfect smile on his face. His glasses sitting perfectly on the bridge of his nose.
His skateboard in his right hand and his Spanish book in his left hand. And here I was. Sitting 5 lunch tables away from him.
Watching him through the strands of hair on my face.
*Ring ring ring* There goes the lunch bell. Time to go to class. Unfortunately I have no classes with him.
I stand up and throw away my lunch, which wasn't so tasteful. Out of the corner of my eye I see him walking my way.
I act very calm and laugh along with my friends. When he passes by me he nudges me with his elbow and says, "Hey Ivy". I smile and say "Hey Tyler".
I can feel my cheeks turn a bright pink. But he doesn't notice. I don't have any classes with my friends so I walk alone to class and smile to myself.
I sit through 2 hours of physics. Daydreaming. I can't get his smile out of my head. He's not perfect but that's what I like about him. I just like everything about him.
From his eyes to his smile to his goofiness.
