Over My Head

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It was a total disgrace! Now I’ve given them what to talk about. I would be the topic for every gist for the next two to three weeks. What a foolish mistake! I knew I needed to follow the lecturer’s advice and concentrate on my studies but still, as long as Sarah remained in that class, I would always be distracted.

My love for her was like a fire burning in me.

How could I concentrate in class when Sarah was there?

I had to speak to her, maybe confess my feelings for her, so I started planning and rehearsing THE PERFECT WORDS.

I was busy practicing the perfect words when Claire walked in and caught me in the act.

“What’s going on here?” she asked me. “What’s in that sheet of paper?”

I hid the paper from her.

“I’m writing a poem” I lied.

“Oh, I love poems.” She jumped up with excitement. “Can I read it?”

“Uh– no, I won’t allow it”

“Why? Are you practicing the perfect words?”

What has the world become!!! A girl eleven years of age asking me if I’m practicing the perfect words. How in the world did she know?

“What perfect words?” I asked pretending like I didn’t get her message.

“You know– when a boy likes a girl and wants to approach her, he practices the perfect words that will please the girl”

My mouth stood wide open in disbelief, I was staring at my younger sister who seemed to know more about relationships than I do.

“How did you know this? You are just thirteen!” I asked her in disbelief.

“It’s not my fault that you are a social Nerd” she replied and walked out of the room.

Maybe she knew of my plans but how? Well that didn’t matter cause I had planned to implement my plans the next day.

Sarah was busy chatting with her friends when I entered the school hall.

She smiled towards my direction though not at me; I took it as a sign that my day would be a good one.

While going through the things in my locker, I practiced the lines once more for a perfect finish. I was determined not to back out. Should I call her name or should I just walk up to her and excuse her from her friends? But that would be rude.

Before I knew it, I called out her name and she turned back cause she was already going. I ran up to her.

“You called me?” She asked me.

“Yeah, I just wanted to tell you that– that… ”I became short of words cause I got lost in her beautiful eyes.