How It Started..

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Lys was new in the class. She was with her new friend, who she had met that day. When she sat down, she looks around the room. She saw him. He stood up, showing the class his backpack. He was a blonde, with goofy glasses and a cute smile. Right then, is when she fell for him. Later in the day, he was in more of her classes. She sat next to him in the next class. he was asking her questions about her life. She couldn't stop smiling; He kept making her laugh.

"Where did you move from?" He asked.

"Florida" she replied.

"When did you move here?" He asked.

"I think it was August 4th." she told him.

"Wow. that's my birthday." He told her.

"No it's not." she argued.

"Yes, it actually is." the bitch sitting near us said.

"I was talking to him," Lys told her.

"Whatever." She said again.

Lys didn't know how she felt. She knows that he cute, and funny, but popular. And the popular guys are almost always players. She didn't know if he even liked her. She knows someone was going to find out soon, because she would laugh at all of him lame jokes, and she would blush all the time around him. Which is really weird for her because she never blushed.

She felt awkward at first because she was starting to think she was liking this guy, but she didn't even know his name!

•In the next class•

*Lys is thinking*
I wonder if he knows my name .. he probably doesn't though. I'm just the new girl nobody notices. I'm not good at making friends, why would he ever notice me?

*The boy comes up to her*
"Hey, Lys." He said.

"Oh, hey." She told him.

The bell rings and the class takes their seat. Lys and her new friend have been in almost every class together. They just stand in the front of the class, waiting for the teacher to assign them a seat.

The boy is looking at Lys. She is getting nervous. She turns and talks to her friend, Abby. The teacher finally gets them assigned to their seats. The class is set up like a box. Lys was sitting next to Abby, and if she looks straight, there is the boy. The "mystery boy" whom she doesn't know his name.

This is social studies class, ew. Lys hates social studies because she always fails it. They were going over the pilgrims in class, and the cute boy Lys likes raises his hand. "Yes, Ryan?" Mr.M says.

*Lys is thinking*
Yes, that's his name, Ryan. I thought I heard someone say it. Why am I stressing out over this guy anyways? I BARLEY KNOW HIM!!

Hey guys, This is my first time writing and this story is actually about me and a guy i like, so comment if i should keep writing please? Sorry this is so short lol.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 07, 2015 ⏰

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