"This is your schedule," The principal handed a white paper to Zach. He looked down at the paper, analyzing the writing and numbers on it before the bell had rung.
He walked out of the office, turning his head a couple times from side to side before beginning to walk to his first class. Pacing through all of the people, he found himself at the classroom which he abruptly arrived in with only a few students inside.
Those few students looked at Zach weirdly, as if there seemed to be something wrong with him.
But he ignored them, walking to the back of the classroom and sat down with his head on the desk.
After a long minute or 2, the class was settled with all of the seats taken.
Looking up at the board, and teacher, he noticed all the words and equations were stuff he'd already learned back at his old school.
He looked around the 11th grade classroom for a bit before rolling his eyes until his eyesight landed to the girl beside him.
He hadn't noticed her until that second.
His eyes softened as his head was leaned against his left hand.
She looked beautiful.
The girl had a ponytail, and short bangs that hung just above her eyes, along with red lipstick, which made her look as if she was in the mid 19 hundreds.
He left himself staring at her for the rest of the class period.
Even after school that exact day, he had the late afternoon shift at a small coffee shop, which he worked as a cashier and handed out their coffee.
But the door opened, and she appeared with a book in her hand, and a creme polka-dot dress.
Zach's cheeks flushed red as she approached the front and asked,"Can I have a medium coffee with 5 sugars and 2 creams?"
Zach nodded quickly turning around to the coffee machine and pouring some into a mug while grabbing the items.
He turned over placing the stuff aside of the cash box before saying,"Uh, 2.50,"
She dug into her purse, picking up a 5 dollar bill before handing it to him.
Zach smiled lightly at her while giving her, her change.
"Thanks, Zachary," she smiled, too, turning around and sitting at the far table which had a view out the window.
Zach confusingly looked at her before whispering to himself,"How did she know my name,"
He looked down at his shirt, which had his name tag "zachary".
So, after weeks of admiring the girl at school, and the coffee shop, he found out that she only went to get coffee on Tuesdays and Thursday's somewhere around 6:30 pm.
He still didn't know her name, so after 17 weeks of admiring her, it was finally time to introduce himself to her.
So he waited that Thursday night, for her to arrive through the doors.
And she did.
She ordered, and grabbed her coffee while sitting at the exact spot as always.
Zach stiffened a bit, while slowly walking over to the table.
She looked up at Zach and down at her book before closing it and back up at Zach,"Hey,"
"H-hi,"
"Don't you go to my school?"
He nodded slightly.
"Take a seat!" She smiled while pulling out the chair beside her and shifting her body to him.
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I'm Sorry... ≫ Zach Abels
Fanfictionsor·ry \ˈsär-ē, ˈsȯr-\ adjective : feeling sorrow or regretful :