I was sitting in the hallway alone and there he was walking passed me beautiful as ever. He was never in the popular crowd, more of a bystander. He came to the school last year. No one really payed attention to him, no one knew who he was, he was just there.
I had always stared at him in math class with his gorgeous mahogany colored hair. He had the most beautiful hazel
eyes you have ever seen. His name was Daimon.
Today was that day I was the day i would talk to him. i got up from the floor and approached him thinking, Don’t say anything stupid. “Hi Daimon, I’m Luna,” He just kept walking like i wasn’t even there.”I’m in your math class.”
“Yes, I know.” Finally he said something but he made feel like i was stupid.”Why are you talking to me?” My heart was racing, Why am talking to him? I can’t tell him it’s because I like him!
“I just want to get to know you better,” I replied ” want to get coffee after school so i can get to know you and u me?”
“Sure, why not.” Then we smiled.