I should have added an 'E'

11. You're such a baby

The bell rang and Anne immediately stood up and slipped out of classroom with haste.

She couldn't wait to get home.

Anne walked quickly down the hallway as all the other classes got released from their lessons. All she needed was to get her jacket out of her locker then she can head off.

She stopped by her locker and opened in, grabbing her jacket out with a sigh. Today has been so hectic; Gilbert Blythe has been so hectic. How had Gilbert Blythe coming to school managed to derail Annes whole day, she wasn't sure.

Slamming the locker door shut she let out a ear piercing screech. Gilbert was leaning against her locker with a smug smile which was now cracked into a fit of laughter.

Anne clutched her chest and rolled her eyes at the boy who was crying with laughter.

"It's not that funny." She huffed.

"I'm sorry Anne. But that scream though!" He coughed as he attempted to stop laughing, a large grin still on his face.

She groaned and stomped off, heading towards the exit.

Gilbert ran a hand through his dark soft curls as he ran after the fiery red head.

"Anne-girl wait up!" He called as he caught up to the girl who just gave him a hard glare.

"What do you want Blythe. I want to get home." She walked down the stairs outside the school and started walking towards the main road with Gilbert at her side.

"I was wondering if you would allow me to accompany you on your walk home madame." He asked in a faux posh accent. A small smile crept on Annes face.

She turned and faced the boy. His hazel eyes gleamed and his curls lay gently on his facial frame. No wonder he had all the world under his enchantment- he was quite handsome. She bit her lip in contemplation.

He is annoying but since he's so popular he can't be that bad.

"Fine Blythe, just don't be too annoying!" She warned as they walked down the road side by side.

"You got it mamasita!"

"Never. Say. That. Again."

"Okay baby girl."

"Or that!"

"Fine feisty gal."

"Do you want me to slap you?"

"Okay sorry Booboo."

"BLYTHE."

"You can't catch me!!"

"You wanna bet!"

"AHHHHH!"

"You sound like a girl Blythe!"

"Says You Shirley! Wait, no, put the apple down! Put it down! OW!"

"You're such a baby!"