I love english class its nice and quiet in the back an ill just zone out to read. Then I hear the words from hell,
“Brian and Viv, you will be partners for this essay week.”
As soon an she said it my mind went into over drive. Holy s**t im pared up with the schools most popular guy an the hottest guy at our school.
he came closer to me and started talking an i couldnt hear him my thoughts were drowning out the world around me. The guy ive had a crush on for years is talking to me and smiling at me, what the hell am I to do I cant focus with him staring at me like im the best thing since peanut butter.
Aaaaghhhh what am I to do about this. Oh s**t he asked me a question, f**k.
“im busy this week we best work on our own.” I wrote down a list of my interests and gave him my f*******: info so he could get an idea of what to write about me, as for what he presented the next day I was not expecting I was so glad I didn’t attend class, as I had recently gone through my first shift, and got a PRINCESS sized bombshell dropped on me.