EVA LEVESQUE
“Si-Sigrid?” I nervously asked. He came to me out of nowhere in the middle of the hallway and pushed me against the lockers. My eyes shifted in the other direction, he was too close for my comfort.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he said in a whisper, his eyes landing at the bottom of my face. I bit my lips and blew air.
“It’s-it’s hot right now right?” I asked, “I’d melt at this point, ha ha,” I nervously joked but he was not even faced.
“I have loved you for a long time, Eva,” he said, inching his face closer to me. I gasped, my eyes widened.
“You-you do?” I asked, was this a dream? It was too good to be true. I fumbled my fingers in front of my chest, my heart pounding and my stomach fluttering.
“You love me?” I asked again, looking into his eyes. He gave me a hea
