I smiled to myself as I walked into the classroom. Brandon sat in his seat, playing with his black, Calvin Klein sweater.

"Hey." I said, as he looked up.

He looked so scared and worried. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He closed his mouth. I sighed and sat down in front of him. He tapped my shoulder and handed me another paper airplane.

I smiled at him. "Thank you." I grabbed the paper airplane.

I unfolded it and saw another note:

'Hey. You look beautiful today - like always. I'm so sorry that I didn't talk to you. I couldn't even say 'hi' to you, because you're so perfect.

✘
b.r.r'

I turned around and saw he was staring at me. I smiled at him. Brandon was so cute, he was sweet, and shy, but I didn't care that he was shy. He seemed so sweet, I just wish he would talk to me. Although, I do love the paper airplanes.

"It's okay. Thanks. You're so sweet!" I said.

He blushed, then looked down. He grabbed a pencil and started writing down something. He folded it into another paper airplane and handed it to me. I smiled and received it.

'No problem. It means so much that you're talking to me. I wish I could talk to you. I would stutter so much,
because I'm so amazed by your beauty.

✘ b.r.r'

The teacher walked in and I turned around to Brandon. "Promise me one day, you'll talk to me? Don't be scared." I whispered.

He grabbed his pencil and wrote something down. He handed me another paper airplane. I opened it and smiled:

'One day, gorgeous.

✘
b.r.r'