Some say falling in love is easy. Love is a fun game to play, you just have to find someone to play with you.If it's so easy why am I sitting here?

Alone.

It's not fair nothing is ever fair. Seems everyone has someone. That is everyone except me.

"Tyler."

A familiar voice snapped me back to reality. I looked to my side in the direction the voice came from,"hum?" I asked. "Did you finish the homework last night?" I rubbed the back of my neck seeing the prettiest girl on the planet,"oh ya....Did you need help with it?" "Ya." She laughed the sweetest laugh I have ever heard. Made my heart skip a beat and butterflies flutter in my stomach. "Okay let's start here..."

I rubbed my hands along my thighs feeling the fabric of my jeans. It's been a week,three days, two minutes, and forty three seconds since she talked to me for the first time. We've been going to my place, sometimes her place, I've been helping her with homework. We've been doing it ever since the day we started talking. Ever since Chemistry class.  It's funny really every time I see her my heart aches, I get light headed, and butterflies fly around in my stomach. It's worse when we're together. Alone together.

I look down at my feet I see a penny on the ground. It's heads up, that means good luck. I could us all the luck I can get. I pick it up and put it in my pocket. I hear foot steps come towards me, it's her, I know it's her. I can feel my heart beat faster against my chest as the foot steps come closer to me. I look up at her looking right into her crystal blue eyes. She's perfect in every way. "What did you find?" "A penny" I pull out the penny from my pocket to show her. "A pence?" She asked as she looked at it. "No a cent." she giggles "In England a cent is called pence."

I'am trying not to get attached to her she's leaving in a few weeks anyway. She's a foreign exchange student from London. I'am just a boy from America.

Another week. Over. I've found three pennies, three nickels, three dimes, and a quarter. They all being heads up. Hopefully I have a lot of luck ahead of me. June leaves in a week to go back to London I have till then to tell her. To tell her how I feel... My chest tightens at the thought of losing her. For forever.

It's been a week. I haven't told her. I don't think I ever will.

I'am at the airport now. With her. "June." I say looking at her. "Yes?" I pulled her in for a hug. "I'll miss you to." she says as she pulls away after a second. After she was gone. I looked down at my feet seeing a penny face down.