My name is Y/n. This is the story of my life. Shall we begin? A day in grade school was like no other, until one day my mother caught me. She caught me texting a boy I shouldn't be talking to. After a good discipline, my mother took away my phone and many other useless items, but one thing she took away was her trust in me. After that day, she took me out of that school and I was put in another school shortly after. A private school. That school was tough, I struggled to even keep up an average grade, but I somehow managed. The first day, I was scared, like any average person on the first day of a brand new school. I was always shy, and insecure. I was standing by the entrance door, not knowing what was going to happen in a few seconds. The bell rang, saying its time to go to your home classroom. As I proceeded to go into this particular classroom, an average, good-looking boy came running into me. As we both fell into our butts, we both made eye contact. Staring into his hazel colored eyes, was like the world around me was back into it's original color. Trees, plants, and the grass all back to green. The sky as beautiful as the blue colored ocean, with clouds. Birds chirping like a pretty songbird, singing. I saw the world again, the beautiful, heavenly world. Soon after daydreaming, he got up saying he was sorry while lending a hand towards me. I looked at him, in awe, while slowly extending my hand cautiously toward his. As I held his hand, the warmth was so pure, I could of melted right there. He bowed, and left like it was normal. I looked towards the classroom and now I had to face another problem. A class full of students.
