Every Little Thing

Perfect

The next few weeks were perfect. We walked through school hand in hand, we told each other we loved each other we even kissed when we thought nobody was looking. I was in love with Ally. I knew that for sure. I was happy.

"Babe," I said, getting Ally's attention.

"Mhm?" Ally said in reply.

"Why are you so perfect?"

"Why are you so pretty?"

We both shrugged in unison and laughed.

Our entire group knew about us. Especially Robert, who spent basically every waking moment with us. They didn't care either.

We were sitting in biology, Mr Fuknick was talking to us about reproduction in plants. Very interesting. Ally wrote me a note at the bottom of her notebook.

I'm bored.

I wrote back

Me too. You want to come over this afternoon?

She looked up at me surprised and then replied.

What do you have in mind? -inserts winking smile face here-

Wouldn't you like to know?

She looked up at me again.

"Are you sure?" she mouthed to me. I nodded.