I sigh a deep breath of relief. No more classes today. I have never felt this tired or this happy to go home in my entire life. Usually, my coffee gives me a boost of energy to last me through the day, but I never got to drink the one I spent 8 dollars on. I still can't remember where I knew that guy from earlier and I can't believe I spilled a full cup of coffee on him. The poor guy was wearing a white shirt. I hope our encounter was a one-time thing.
I pull into my driveway and turn off the engine of my car. Next door, I see a tall guy with brown skin, and tightly coiled, black, hair. He has jeans and a white shirt on, but there's some sort of brown stain- Ohhh nooo, heck to the no, no freaking way. I hope to never see him again and 2 seconds later, I find out he's my NEIGHBOR. Isn't he the guy who is always getting home hella late every night? My face is hot and I think about how I'm going to leave my car without him seeing me. After 4 minutes of planning my 'escape route', I realize that this isn't an all bad thing. I didn't get the chance to apologize fully earlier, so why not do it now? I take a deep breath and open my door, leaving the comfort of my car.