Meeting James.

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     We sat looking at the whiteboard as Ms. B  wrote an algebra thingy on the board, I was suddenly understanding why I got put into the lower math class... Well, oops. I looked up suddenly as I heard a knock from the door. "Oh! That must be a new student!" Ms. B giggles and runs over to the door. 

     He stands in front of the class, introducing himself. "Uh, hi. I'm, uh James."  He stumbles on his words and I grin at him. Just then I seem to notice the only empty seat in the classroom is next to me. All the class is just staring at him. "Abby has an open seat next to her." Says Ms. B, He looks a bit confused and so I smile and wave a small wave at him. He smirks and starts back. 

     "So Abby... How long have you been at this school?" He asks, looking super nervous as he says it. "Two years." "Nice." He looks down nodding. "I'm usually not like this but, here goes nothing..." He grins even more. "Yes..?" I ask trying my best to not look bad as we talk "Would you ever consider, uh maybe, going out sometime...?" "WOW, you are quick!" I wink at him so he knows I'm just teasing "Oh, sorry..." "I'm kidding! Sure!" I giggle and take a glance at him, he sits in the seat, so confident.  His blue eyes on the board now, he has thick brown hair, that kinda sticks out in random places. And he has a soccer player's body. Thin waist, filled shoulders, and his calves... Don't even get me started! Hehe. "Really?!" He smiles with a mouthful of perfect white teeth. "Yes really." I just smile 

     


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