The War For Love

As I take me seat in the class, my gaze travels across the classroom. I take in all the students; I notice a pair of eyes on me. As my gaze swept past him, our eyes lock and a slight smile appears on his face. My long, blonde fringe falls into my eyes as I shyly back down at my book and fiddled with my biro. I impatiently push my fringe out of my eyes as the teacher walks into the room and starts one of the longest English lessons in my life, full of lingering glances at the boy who had stolen my heart.