Not a shorty anymore

V[Spanish Class]

I shut my door and jump up and down screaming. Harper and jodie rush into my room. Jodie hits he head on the top of the door frame, " Blasted door frames." I freeze, "Oh hi guys." I act cool and sit down on my be and start to read.

Harper stares at me, "What?" She puts her hands on her hips, "Don't act like we didnt see you freaking out. What happened?" I simply just smile. "Nothing.."

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The next morning Jodie and Harper are still pushing me to tell them what happened, but I won't tell them. I have Spanish third period Harper keeps pushing me to spill

The next day I had Spanish class, where I sit next to Dunkleman. I walked in and there he was, crate and everything. He looked up at me and smiled.

"Hey." I said sitting down next to him, "Hey." I notice he is staring at me, "Hey. Dunkleman." I snap my fingers in front of his face. He blinked, "Oh yeah sorry, you are just really pretty." He looked down at his paper and got back to writing.

I laughed at him, "You too." I realized what I said and I stumbled for the right word, "i mean- You are not pretty wait- that came out wrong, I meant you are handsome." I'm scrambling to find the right words.

He laughs it off and says to me, "Te amo." I wasn't in the right mindset, so I didn't get what he said until the end of the day waiting for Jodie to be done at her locker, "He said I love you!" I blurt out and drop my books.

Jodie shakes her head and looks at me, "What?" I start picking my books up, "Nothing." I wasn't paying attention then, we'll not until I felt a hand on mine. I look up and see Dunkleman. "What's nothing?" He smiles at me.

"Damn that smile gets me every time."