In Math class for Nicki, Miranda and Cherri they had sat on the desk behind of where Simon was sitting.
This was the only class that Simon had without his brothers, and he really didn't mind. Sometimes at lunch, he would sit at a table outside school and play chess against himself. (like what he did in The Squeakquel) :)
Cherri really wasn't paying attention to what Mrs. Jacob, the math teacher was saying. Nicki payed attention for a little bit, and Miranda gave Mrs. Jacob her fully attention throughout the class.
It was 10 minutes before the last bell was about to ring so everyone just started talking to their friends.
Miranda looked up at the desk that was in front of her where Simon was sitting on. She bit her lip shyly before jumping up to the desk to sit by Simon.
"Hey, Miranda," Simon greeted with a smile. Miranda smiled back. "Hey, Simon," she said happily. Simon looked to the side and stared off into space shyly.
"Um... my first two days of school has been great so far," Miranda said as she blushed embarrassed that she had said such a random thing.
"Your first 2 days were better than mine," Simon assured. "What do ya mean?" Miranda asked confused. "You don't wanna know," Simon mumbled. Miranda chuckled.
"Your first 2 days of school here was pretty rough, huh?" She said. "Yep," Simon replied.
After a few more seconds of silence between the two, Simon finally spoke up.
"Um... Miranda, could you help me with something?" he asked as he showed Miranda a paper that Simon had written a poem for English class.
"Uh, this is due tomorrow, and I just wanted to have your advice from you on my poem," Simon exclaimed. "Okay," Miranda agreed. Simon nervously cleared his throat & read his poem aloud to her:
"I never really knew you
You were just another friend
But when I got to know you,
I let my heart unbend
I've fallen in love with you
And I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
I'm a little shy
But just know my feelings are true
Just remember one thing
It's that I love you..."
Miranda looked deep into his eyes, feeling his words go right through her even though the poem was only meant for English class. Simon smiled at Miranda's expression that was on her face.
Miranda opened her mouth to say something. "Simon... that was beautiful..." She said as her quiet voice was quieter. "Really? I'm not really good at the whole poetry thing," Simon said surprised.
"Yes, it was beautiful," Miranda repeated as her eyes lit up admiringly at Simon and her grin grew more beautiful. "Well uh..." Simon blushed a light red, "thanks I guess," Miranda laughed.
"How am I making you blush?" she asked. "I'm not blushing! Am I?" Simon asked with a little doubt. Miranda nodded. "Well.. you're not making me blush if that's what you're thinking," Simon said quickly, sheepishly.
"Ya know Simon, maybe you can show Jeanette your poem, too," Miranda suggested. "I'm going to show it to her after the bell rings to see what she thinks about it." He exclaimed.
