Matt
2 years ago
I can't stop thinking about her. She beat me and made me the laughing stock of the entire school.
I have to get to know her.
I have to go talk to her.
So, mustering all my courage, I find her after school when all my friends have gone home and I try to get her to tell me who she is.
She embarrasses me yet again. I am kind of glad my friends weren't there to see me like a stuttering mess.
She leaves me with a task to know her name.
It's hard to ask about her without hearing my friends taunt me about that race. So, I wait for someone to say her name around me.
It's a bit frustrating but safe.
Finally, after two days, a teacher of ours calls her name in class. Her eyes widen as she looks at me.
I give her a brief glance as I smirk.
She bites her lips and look aw
