After my last class
She's waiting outside the door.
My heart jumps.
She's picking at her nails, looking bored
But her face breaks into a smile when she sees me.
Mine does too.
I can't help it.
Her happiness is contagious.
She laces her fingers through mine, and before I know it she's pulling me down the hall,
Yanking me actually.
It kind of hurts, but I don't say anything.
I'm too focused on her fingers wrapped around mine And her cool glass ring
Resting against my pointer finger.
A/n: dance is coming up... Any predictions on what will happen? Also, my friend Unicorn41803 has a story called Rewrite the World about a girl who changes five sentences on an essay and accidentally rewrites history. If that sounds interesting, you should go check it out!
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RomanceI love history even more today. Group projects were announced. I typically hate them, although I never do most of the work. I do what I need to do, nothing more nothing less. Today, I was paired with her. Her and one other girl, who's out sick. ...
