Chapter 6

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I check the clock, it reads 4:02 P.M. I groan.

The anxiety is killing me, what is she going to say? I have a mix of emotions, anxiety, happiness, fear and of course, excitement.

The teacher goes on-and-on about our boring lesson.

Just get it over with!

The fact that she is sitting next to me, all serious, makes my heart sink and I don't know why.

I tap her "Jayjay" I call her that now, it makes her cuter. Stop. I comply. For now.

I want her, so much yet I know I'll never get her. I will not allow myself!

She looks at me, all seriousness gone and flashes me her oh-so gorgeous smile. Her lips.... What if mine touched hers? Stop! 

She stares at me, it seems like it's longing and then as fast as it came, it goes away. She composes herself quick and surely, she says "Hey, what do you want?" I must've looked hurt because she hastily said "I mean, hey. Sorry."

"It's fine, nothing's wrong. Uhhhh what're you going to tell me thi-" she cuts me off by putting her index finger on my lips and says "It's a surprise." she giggles then winks at me then she turns back to the teacher, ending our conversation.

I linger to the thought of her putting her finger, her index to be precise, on my lips then I imagine her lips on mine Too much. Finally, I listen to the teacher, pushing everything out of my mind.

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