It was the last week of classes and I'm ready for the end. I looked up and scanned the room, eyes locking with another boy from across the room. This wasn't new to me at all, catching each other's eyes.

I turned away and bit my lip nervously. This is all it was now. Just stolen glances, but no talking. It was obvious that I wasn't over him. I'm sure he knew.

I looked down at my black paper. It was pointless coming into class. We were only reviewing for the final, so I took the opportunity to space out often. I would still look up and meet his honey eyes.

I'm not sure if I saw pain in his eyes or it was my own pain causing me think he was feeling the same way. It didn't matter really. Nothing would happen between us. I'm gonna have to be okay with that. I sighed and keep my head low. I hated Wilson's class. I'm glad it's almost over.

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A/N:

This is the end. Wasn't expecting to post everything today, but procrastination was on my side. Anyways, hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading!