I walked over to the food tables and I ordered a slice of pizza. I sat down at the only empty table and began eating. About two minutes into my meal, I heard the chair across from me scrape across the floor noisily. “May I sit here?”
I looked up at the guy and nodded. Yes you may, you beautiful gift from the heavens, you. Thinking the conversation was over; I awkwardly went back to eating my food. “What’s your name?”
I looked up at him, my eyebrows rising. “Savannah, what’s yours?”
He smiled. “I’m Caleb.” I noticed that he had braces. They made him even more adorable. I fixed my glasses, nodding.
He’s tall and has blonde hair. He looks like a skater. “How old are you?” he asked me.
“I’m 16. How old are you?” I asked him, smiling slightly.
“I’m 16, too. I’m turning 17 in January,” he
