-Veronica's POV-
I stood at my locker, grabbing my textbooks from my locker. I frowned, looking at the spellbook in my locker. I've been thinking about the Isle, more and more.
"Hey." A familiar voice said. I looked to my left to see Ben standing there, a smile on his face.
"Hey." I greeted back, smiling lightly.
"How are you?" Ben asked, glancing at my lips.
"Good. Just about to go to class." I answered looking at my spellbook. Then Ben looked in my locker, and he saw my spellbook.
"Is that your spellbook?" Ben asked.
"Is that still in there?" I replied, shutting my locker, and moving a piece of his hair." Hey, look, I got to go to class."
"I have something for you," Ben said.
"You do? Wow, that's like every day now." I said, sighing.
"Nope, just the even days." Ben replied the smile changed to a smirk.'Cause you're even more perfect the I thought'. I fake laughed a little.
"That's me, I am perfect," I replied, fake smiling.
"Come, let me spoil you," Ben said. He pulled me down the hallway a little. He stopped when we came across a black scooter. I gasped and looked at Ben.
"Oh my god!" I yelled, walking over to the scooter.
"Do you like it?" Ben asked.
"Does an orge like cheese puffs?" I exclaimed from excitement." And it's black." I then started to feel bad."I didn't get you anything."
"Take me out to a picnic with all my favorite foods," Ben said, referring to our first date. I smiled, remembering everything.
"No that's Thursday," I said.
"It is Thursday," Ben said.
"No, it's not," I said back.
"Yes it is, see," Ben said while bringing out his phone.
My eyes looked at Ben's phone screen, and sure enough, it WAS Thursday.
"I knew that." I quickly said.
"If you don't have it-" I cut Ben off.
"No, no, no, I do. I just have one more thing to go and I am all yours." I said, smiling then I placed a little kiss on his nose.
"What about class?" Ben asked.
"She multitasks," I said, flipping my hair over my shoulder. I turned to walk away and go to class.
"She dapples!" Ben yelled.
"She dapples!" I copied.
"You're the best!" Ben yelled, again.
"That's me!" I yelled while running faster.
Word Count-387 :0