I swear he spent all 1st hour looking at me, I know I spent it checking to see if he was. Everytime I looked, He’d either be pretending to look at something else, or staring at me and then quickly casting his gaze elsewhere. He was flipping his hair more than normal, maybe he knows he looks hott when he does that. About half way through the class I got a note:
What’s your next hour?
I wrote back:
Geometry.
I jumped when the bell rang, and nervously started packing my stuff up to leave for Geometry.

He walked over, “Hey.”
My heart was pounding, “Hey.” I’m such a dork!
He walked out of class with me, I nearly dropped my stuff seven times just walking ten feet to the door.
“So what movie do you want to see?”
I stared at him blankly for a second and then remembered Friday “Oh, um, I don’t mind, you pick.”
He looked amused as he dropped me off by my next hour which was just like 4 doors down.
“Ok, see you later”
“Ok” I replied, and walked into my class. He flicked his hair as he walked away.