I was sitting in science and i saw him. I had never talked to him until we ended up lab partners for some stupid lab we had to do. I always wore long sleeves. I always happened to be cold. He didn't question until about a week ago.
"so tell me why you always have on long sleeves.." he looked at my arms. "i guess i have poor circulation.." i kinda just looked at my feet. Maybe he wouldn't ask questions if i change the subject. So thats what i did.
"this class is so boring."
"tell me why you wear long sleeves. The real reason. I know your not always cold."
I felt sick to my stomach just talking about it. "look i will give you my number and we can talk about it then. I don't feel comfortable talking about it face to face."
He looked at me "but maybe i want to talk about this face to face. Maybe not here not now. But eventually i want to be some one you vent out to about these things!"
I got really nervous. Had he just asked me out? I was shaking and he could tell.
"Kilee what's wrong? " I didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Jake I promise it's nothing." the bell rang.
