Paige
I looked at him and sighed. "Just as long as I see something that looks like effort. That shows me that I'm not wasting my time." I said to him, shaking my head. "My house after school. Around four" I said, writing the address down on a piece of paper and handing it to him. "I'm serious about the date thing. One hint of it and I'm done" I said as the bell rang, I got up and left the room to head to my locker, I shared an art class with him too, but I knew how the art teacher sat us, he was on one side of the room, I was on the other, and we could listen to music to help us concentrate. It was one of my favorite classes, I wasn't going to lie, especially whenever we worked with clay or paint.