For the next couple hours we spent going back and forth between researching everything we could find on the North Star and asking each other 20 questions.
Needless to say we've both discovered new things about each other however there's a lot of things Gavin has already known about me that I didn't even know about myself. Like how I bite my lip and scrunch my nose when I'm engrossed in a really interesting book. Or how you have to basically rip a book from my hands if you want to get my attention. Just ask Chelsea she'll tell you.
I've also learned some things we have in common apart from astronomy.
Gavin absolutely loves to go for walks in the park with headphones in his ears just to clear his head. He also will never turn down a good book when presented one. We continued this along with our research and we had pretty completed all the subject areas that were needed for the report portion of the project by the time 8:00 rolled around.
After I got started packing up my belongings, with Gavin's help of course, we walked back downstairs to give his mom our dirty dishes from the dinner she so graciously brought up to us earlier. Then he led me out to his truck to take me home.
On the way there I couldn't help but take the occasional peak at him from the corner of my eye and the light glistening from the street lamps through his window did nothing but justice to his features.
Looking away quickly before I got caught, I noticed we were pulling up to my house. A sudden sadness fell on me that I wouldn't get to spend anymore time with him, until class tomorrow.
Unbuckling my seat belt I grabbed my bag from at my feet and turned to the door Gavin was currently holding open for me. Jumping out, I thanked him and he walked me up to the porch. Standing on the steps with him I really didn't want him to leave.
Anticipating how I was feeling he reached up and pushed a piece of stray hair out of my fair and tucked it behind my ear, then gently brushed his thumb along my cheek.
"Goodnight pretty girl sleep good." I smiled into his palm and surprised myself by pulling him into a tight hug.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, and since he was taller than me, pushing up on my tiptoes I gave him and squeeze and he responded by wrapping his arms around my waist and giving me a tight squeeze back.
All too soon we pulled away and I picked up my bag and walked inside, turning around slightly to see Gavin standing there waiting for me to go inside.
"Goodnight see you tomorrow." I said softly and then closed the door behind me.
Running upstairs to my room, not even worried about telling my parents I was home I threw open my door then walked to my window to see Gavin's truck just barely pulling out of my driveway.
Waiting until the coast was clear and he truck disappeared down the road, I squealed in excitement at the fact that the boy I have suddenly grown the strongest feelings for, feels the same way.
Sitting up in my bed I clutch my pillow to my chest and stare into space. All I can think to myself is "how in the world did the shyest, quietest, most loner and non social girl not only catch feelings for the captain of the baseball/star pitcher. But also have him like her back.
Falling back on my bed, I splay my arms out and dramatically sigh in contempt at how my day has gone and suddenly I'm exhausted.
Between the confessions and revelations today I have worn myself out, so I quickly strip my clothes off and pull my pajamas on before making myself comfortable under my covers.
Flipping my TV on I click through the channels and try to find something decent to watch when my phone buzzes with an alert.
Picking it up a smile makes its way onto my face when I see Gavin sent me a text.
Gavin: Goodnight pretty girl, had a wonderful time getting to know the girl that's been the subject of most of my thoughts over the past few years. Must say you did not disappoint. I hope you have sweet dreams and I can't wait to see that beautiful smile tomorrow.
My heart does a million little flutters and I end up falling asleep with a smile on my face from one little text from the only boy I've ever had feelings for.
Good lord I'm in deep.
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Curveball
Teen FictionShe was the shy nerd, always had her head stuck in a book, never let her grades fall below and A and could trip over the crack in a sidewalk. He is pitcher for the high school baseball team, struggled with keeping his grades above a D and was frien...