He totally flirts with her. Everyday. All the time. How am I supposed to get in there without him in the way? I need to get rid of him fast. He looked a little angry talking to them. I have to figure out what they were talking about.

Later in between English and Social Studies I approched her. I put my hands up over eyes and waited.
“Dave!” She giggled. “I told you to stop!”
“Guess who?” I replied to her giggles and they stopped.
“Umm..? I don’t know. Who?” She sounded a little suprized.
“It’s Connor.” I told her and removed my hands.
“Oh. Hi.” She turned around to face me. I leaned a locker. I gave her my Connor smile. She smiled back. But instead of a “moment” I slipped and fell. On. My. Face. She laughed and then suddnely became concerned.
“Are you okay? Oh my God!” She helped me up and then she touched my face. “You’re bleeding. You must have cut yourself and the locker door.” She held her hand to my face a little too long.

Bingo.

I’m in.