What's your name?

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I glanced up at the clock, History was the most boring class of the day. There was only five more minutes and then the school day would be over, except for the dreaded bus ride home. I stared at my paper and pretended to work as Mr. Shay walked by, he walked to the front of the class and the dismissal bell rang. 

As I made my way to my locker, I overheard several girls talking about a new guy in the school, Isaac. 'Sounds like a name for a jerk', I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes. I gathered my stuff and headed to the bus, we had received new assigned seats. I was all the way in the back at seat twelve.

A few minutes passed and a guy made his way to the same seat that I was in. He looked at me and smiled he had dark blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes. I must have looked at him in a strange way, he looked a little confused.

"This is seat twelve, right?", he asked.

"Yeah, you want the window or the aisle?", I asked.

"Aisle.", he responded,

I scooted over and he sat down beside me, "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?", he asked. 

"Anna. What about you?", I replied.

"That is a beautiful name, for an even more beautiful girl. My name is Isaac.", he replied with a smile.

I took a deep breath and remembered the girls in the hallway going on and on about the new guy, Isaac. I looked over at him, no wonder there was so much talk about this boy. He was absolutely perfect. 

We spent the first part of the ride in unbearably painful silence. He looked over at me, "You don't talk much, do you?", he said. I smiled, "Every now and then."

Suddenly the bus came to a stop and he rose to his feet, he reached down and kissed my hand. "Until next time, gorgeous."

I blushed and he walked away smiling. It was at this moment it felt as if all the butterflies in the world, had been forced into one body. I took a deep breath and smiled, 'Wow. What the heck have I done?', I thought to myself. I watched him walk down his driveway, just before the bus began to move, he turned and waved. I think I fell into the trap...





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