Step One: Establish an acquaintance.

It was a new school year, Senior year to be exact. I found myself walking towards my first class, even though the bell was not even ringing.

Being the only one inside the Chemistry lab, I decided to take out my phone and listen to some good old music, while everyone else came.

I knew that I was going to be alone for at least that day, since my best friend decided to skip the first day of school to go bowling with her parents before they left to a business trip for a month.

I had not noticed someone was sitting next to me until that person started talking and interrupted my musical peace.

"Hi," the stranger said, "I'm sorry for interrupting your moment, yet I found myself bored over here."

I looked at the guy and released a soft chuckle. "You do not have to apologize," I said, and he smiled.

"Well, nice to meet you then, my name is Matthew Ackerman, but you can call me Matt, if you desire." "Matthew, I like your name a bit more than your nickname," I said.

"Really?" he asked, I nodded. "All right, now that you know my name, I want to know yours," "My name is—" the bell interrupted me, and before I knew it, everyone was inside the classroom already.

I did not talk to Matthew until the class was over.

"Hey! Wait up!" I heard someone call out, I turned around, it was Matthew.

"I did not catch your name," he said to me. I stopped walking and looked up into his eyes, I had not noticed they were green and that they matched perfectly with his brown messy hair.

"I am Elodie Martínez," I said looking down at my shoes, "I know, I have a weird name." I heard a soft chuckle, and then felt a finger on my chin, one who made look up.

"I find your name quite beautiful," he said and smiled, "If it makes you feel better, my mom still calls me Matty in front of my friends."

That made me laugh.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Matthew," I said, smiling. He smiled back, "I guess we just established an acquaintance, see you around, Elodie."

Then we went our separate ways and as the classes were filled with different teachers and classmates, I only saw him once again in Art class.

After that, the bell rang and it was time to go home. I believed it was going to be a great year.

He saw you.

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