It was Monday. Saturday night had ended with Mallory and I leaving Starbucks. Mallory had called her mom to pick us up early. She dropped me off at my house and I fell asleep almost right when I got home…
Now I had just stepped out of my English class and had seen Tyler from across the hall. I stopped and so did he. When he made eye contact with me, he just turned around and walked away.
I sighed. Well, that went well.
I walked to my locker to get my history book and saw Mitch down the hall.
I thought it would be rude not to say hi so I walked over to him.
“Hey,” I smiled.
“Hi,” he said, closing his locker.
“So I just wanted to say thanks for talking to me last week,” I made up quickly.
“Oh, yeah, no problem,” he said.
“Okay, so, bye,” I said and turned around and started to walk away.
Wow, that was stupid.
“Wait,” Mitch stopped me.
I stopped and turned to face him.
“What are you doing after school?”
This made me wonder why he was even asking this question. But I answered it anyway.