Second hour went by just as fast. Chris walks me to my third hour and promises he’ll meet me at the door as soon as this hour ends. I smile as butterflies erupt in my chest. I can’t focus at all during my class. Luckily the teacher doesn’t call on me.

As promised, Chris is standing outside my third hour when the bell rings.

“Hey.â€? He says when I walk out.

“Hey yourself.â€? I answer and continue walking.

“Whoa!â€? He says, jogging slightly to catch up with me. Once he has, he falls into step with me. “Where are we headed now?â€?

“Lunch…â€? I say with disgust.

“What’s up? Why don’t you like lunch? It’s like, my favorite class!â€? He says, shock layering his voice.

I sigh and turn to look at him, now at my locker. “Edwin has lunch with me.â€?

“Ouch…â€? He says.

We walk to the lunchroom together in silence. “Guess I’ll see you later?â€?

“Yeah, definitely.â€? He says before rushing towards his next class.