I tried not to run as I went up to his seat in the near-back of the bus.
“Hey,” he said. HE was talking to ME! I tried not to fall over.
“Hey,” I said as I sat down next to him. I couldn’t breathe, and it must have shown, because soon he said…
“Hah. You’re blushing. That’s cute.” He didn’t realize my awe at his presence. It helped. I let out a slow, deep breath. “So, Lillayena, don’t you just HATE Mr.Mathteacher?” He was trying to make conversation! PERFECT !
“Yup. Don’t understand a thing. So, Nate, how’s hockey going?” Trying to be cool isn’t working. I am going to pass out!
Just then, the bus door opened. SHE came in. My worst enemy, and yet not. She’s not Nate’s girlfriend, but she wants him just as much as I do, but she doesn’t have to try as hard. He seems to follow her around. The fiery red-head with the outgoing personality. And I can’t even hate her. She’s my best friend.