Davin walked me to class holding me hand and showing how proud he is of his girlfriend. He rubs my arm that had the worst cuts on it, I feel like he was ment for me and to protect me.
"Can I tell you something?" I asked.
"You can tell me anything." He kisses my forehead.
We stop by my classroom in front of some lockers, my back to the lockers.
"I love you Davin." His beautiful eyes looked into mine. He grabs my waist and leans into my ear and whispers,"And I love you Avory."He leans back, puts his hand on my cheek and kisses me. Instantly I felt fireworks!
The minute bell went off, so that ment Davin had to go to his class. As he walked to his class, I felt torn from him.Fourth period, I have creative writing with Mr. Harris. He's a pretty chill guy, but all I could think about was that kiss. I've never had that happen before with any guy, and I was glad it was Davin I had fireworks with.
I wonder what he's thinking about. I couldn't stand being apart from him. Davin, if you can hear me, I miss you.Mr. Harris's class was like any ordinary classroom, desks with meaningless drawings on them, a marker board with ideas for today's topic, and his over crowded desk full of sticky notes and notebook paper. How can I explain Mr. Harris, well to me he reminds me of one of those funny hippie teachers.
He had a ponytail and wore socks and sandals with torn jeans, plus and AC-DC t-shirt. He's defiantly a hippy, awesome.The day seems to be moving very slow, yet I want it to go fast.
Fifth period, I have gym class. Since it's the first day, they just talk about what we are doing the rest of the year. I only have it for a semester so I won't have it next semester! YAY!! And the best thing, I guess, is all we do is play simple games like four square, basketball, handball and so on. Funny, I don't know the teachers name, it's a he (kinda wished it was a women).
Gahh Davin if you can hear me, I miss you.
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