"Hello? Hello?"
"Oh! Heh, sorry, I'm Michael, Michael Dammond."
"Lily, Lily Suras"
The bell is ringing, we rush to class to be greeted by our History teacher. While he is talking I'm half paying attention. I can't stop thinking about her. Even worse, she sits behind me. But, I can't waste time with these feelings, I have to get through high school. And besides, I'm a nobody. Here I'm in a new world. Meanwhile she has had friends since elementary school. Also, I wear dark clothes, not just black but items you would find at Hot Topic. Meanwhile she's wearing a purple dress with a navy blue trim. Her hair is beautifully brushed and it falls around her shoulders, I have a slight shag. To make matters better, my first impression was us literally bumping into each other. Ugh, if only I could talk to her.
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Friday is here faster than I thought and relatively normal to boot. Just have to walk out the door and wait. What was that?
"Have you seen that Michael Dammond though?"
"He's so weird."
That's to be expected, I'm new here and I haven't talked to many people, Imma get behind this corner and listen in.
"He looks like he came out of a cave"
"I know right?"
"I actually think he's kinda cute"
Wait. Hold on. Play that again.
"I actually think he's kinda cute"
Did Lily just call me cute?
"He isn't the most sociable person but I think he's a good guy"
Ok, nice to see one person can see me not just for how I look and act. I've heard enough. My mom's waiting. We're going to Mexico this weekend.