Lexi's POV

  Love. It's like lightning. You never know where or when it's gonna strike next. I'm no exception. When I first met Lynn, I never saw it coming. Who'd have guessed that what seemed like such a normal day would change me forever?

  It all started on a normal school day. That is, I thought it was gonna be normal. It was the end of the school day, and I was getting my stuff out of my locker, but I got bumped into and dropped my project for art class: a painting of a baby in a background of pastel colors. I bent down to pick it up, and that's when I met her. Her rough, callous hand grabbed it at the same time as mine. Then our eyes met. As soon as I got lost in her chocolate brown eyes, it felt impossible to find my way out. I just couldn't stop looking at her: the brown ponytail glistening with sweat, those freckled cheeks. It positively left me in a trance... Luckily, I snapped out of it when she blew on my face. She then told me, "Name's Lynn. What's yours?"

  I panicked and nervously replied, "L-Lexi Wilson."

  "Cool," she responded, handing me my project. Her expression changed as she continued, "Are you sweating right now?"

  I looked at my sweaty armpits and went, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......"

  "Whatever," she said, shrugging it off, "see you later."

  As I waved back at her, I couldn't stop thinking about where or when we'd meet again. I could never go back to my old life. I'd been struck by the Lightning of Love.

Lynn's POV

  Man, she was kinda weird. I'd just got back from soccer practice, and I noticed that she'd dropped her painting. I went to pick it up, and our hands accidentally touched at the same time. The conversation afterwards was super awkward. She still seems nice, though.