Status: So I did change this story, it was called "Hidden Love" and a completely different story, but I was unhappy with that one. If you want to read "Hidden Love", please feel free to follow the link in the summary box :) That story is completed!
Drabblings of a High School Teen
Grade Twelve
It was her main spot from where she waited for her friend to get out of class.
He was in that class.
He usually stood near her by the door, either sharpening his already-sharpened pencil, or tore recycling paper at the garbage pail.
They usually made eye contact before each turning away, red in the face, mind whirring, heart racing, breath quickening.
He spoke to her one day, "There's a great place I know, if you ever wanted to hang out..."
“I’m… dating,” she responded quietly.
His face fell.
She’d lied.
He texted his ex. Wanna get back together?
Obviously!
He looked back up, at her standing at the door to his class, talking to her friend.
She wasn’t for him, anyway. She never answered him, anyway.
Time to move on.
He was in that class.
He usually stood near her by the door, either sharpening his already-sharpened pencil, or tore recycling paper at the garbage pail.
They usually made eye contact before each turning away, red in the face, mind whirring, heart racing, breath quickening.
He spoke to her one day, "There's a great place I know, if you ever wanted to hang out..."
“I’m… dating,” she responded quietly.
His face fell.
She’d lied.
He texted his ex. Wanna get back together?
Obviously!
He looked back up, at her standing at the door to his class, talking to her friend.
She wasn’t for him, anyway. She never answered him, anyway.
Time to move on.