Why did she make a move?

Where did this confidence come from?

I made my way to my last class of the day as I walked out of the library.

I'm one of the few who instead of reading likes to hop onto a bean bag and nap my life away in the school's library.

Of course the librarian wasn't having it today and decided to rudely interrupted me as I was dreaming of riding behind my soulmate's motorcycle under the moonlight.

"BELINDA! It is yet still the first day and you're in here sleeping child, at least place a book to your face if you're not going to be a social butterfly."

I scoffed offended in an amused way.

"Says the person who enjoys eating my homemade sandwiches."

"It may allow you to be in here longer than usual but it won't pay your rent in the future to let you dream your teenage years away."

Always had some slick witty comment about my future coming my way.

"Alright, Mrs. Blossom I'll get to class just because you never fail to motivate me." I jokingly reply.

"Alright room 256 where you at?" I wondered as I bumped paths with the ratchet beings in this school.
Greeeeat. I arrive a few minutes late to the last class of the day and this gives the teacher a bad impression of me.
"I do not tolerate lateness to my class, let it be the last time."

I mentally rolled my eyes at her and sit in the last available seat.

Which was in front of no other than the golden curls.

"Please don't talk to me,please don't ta-" I repeated in my head until he poked my back.
Annnnd he let words slip out his mouth. Great.

"Well if it isn't the lovely girl who purposely runs into people and dramatically falls down in front of them."

Maybe if I don't respond he'll think I didn't hear him and see me as invisible for the remaining of the period.

And that's what he did.

The Bell rings and class was dismissed. I dash out of there like if I had somewhere to be.

Not even two minutes pass and I'm yanked by my left arm into an empty classroom.

"I don't appreciate being ignored knowing the person heard me."

"Um okay I don't have to answer to everyone, especially not you."

"Oh I'll make you answer to me."
He says while getting closer to me making me walk backwards and bump into a desk.

"Every heard of personal space?" I blurted out nervously.

He grins in amusement,
"Why am I making you nervous?"
He bluntly asks.

As an instinct to prove him wrong I don't what came over me but I grabbed his shirt pulled him even closer and kissed the living soul out of him.

Not wanting to make eye contact, I broke the kiss and pushed him back into a desk and ran out as quick as I could.
I ran into the storage room since it was the closest place I found to hide to catch my breath.

"WHY DID I JUST DO THAT?!"
I half whispered loudly to my self as I paced around the storage room trying to process what the hell happened a few minutes ago.

And then I heard footsteps.
I slightly gasped and slapped my hand over my mouth while looking out the storage door's little window.

He's looking for me omfg.

He then walked out the front school doors and I let out a sigh of relief I didn't realize I was holding my breath in for so long.

I sometimes forget to breathe in certain situations.

I walk out making sure the coast is clear and head to the student parking lot.

I reach for my car door and gasp as someone grabs my shoulder, making me drop my keys to the ground, and says

"Gotcha."