I hop off the bus from a long day at school and start walking home from a long day at school.
My names Beth. I'm a junior in high school, I play softball, I am a pretty good student in school. But I only have one thing on my mind. Dylan O'Brien. Dylan and I have been neighbors ever since I moved here in 6th grade from Nebraska. We've always had a thing for each other but we never talked much. At school we never talked a lot either except an occasional smile at each other in the hallway. It's sort of weird because my parents are really good friends with his.
Dylan has a sister named Anna who is friends with my sister kaylee.
But we had rooms at the ends of our houses so I could see into his room and he could see into mine. At night we would talk to each other through our windows just about our lives. And at times I would catch him staring at me through my window when I would be singing loud or crying or anything that seemed unusual, which I found adorable. Then he would open his window and we would just talk.
After awhile I started to fall in love. But Dylan was popular and me, well I was very well known at school but I wasn't in that popular group. So I thought I never had a chance to ever be with him.
