Third period came rolling around, tiredness was already in your eyes as you kept hearing the same thing be repeated for the 3rd time already today. You write down little notes- or reminders to finish getting what you need for these classes.

You sit down in the furthest corner away from the teacher; but something— no —someone catches your attention.

It was her.

The girl from this morning. She was in your class; Biology. You clear your throat, divert your eyes as she heads your way.

YOUR way.

Why was she headed your way? You didn't understand as you start to drown in your thoughts just as she sat down beside you: dead silent. Not saying one word to you.

You fight the urge to glance her way as the teacher starts to go on about how things are going to be done this school year and how some things may not happen, due to some time being scrunched.

You were fine with that, until he mentions more time for projects. You sigh without realizing it, thus drawing in the brown haired girl's attention. Her burning hazel eyes rest upon you, wondering why you sighed.

Were you getting annoyed with the teacher, or with her, herself, beside you? She was dying to know. Yet, you had no idea she was wondering these things.

After bumping into you on accident, she noticed how scared you got— saying sorry so many times... It only made her interested in you. Curious as to why you didn't lash out on her.

Any other person would have attacked or cussed her out. She was, after all, the school mean girl. Yeah, she was new, but she got her point across to others to leave her alone.

But you, you didn't bother to object or complain to her about how rude she was. She either thought one of two things about you; one, you're a wuss, two, you just don't care.

She giggles at you softly, drawing your eyes on her, you feel a small blush paint your cheeks.

Why is she giggling? You thought.