Abby
I couldn’t remove my gaze from Casey the moment I arrived at school through to lunch. Just watching him talk to his friends and eating his dreadful lunch. After seeing him yesterday at the beach, something in me changed. It kind of excites me. I have woken up this morning with a smile on my face and hope to see him.
“What are you looking at? Or no, more like staring at?” Melissa asked sitting down at the lunch table. “Uh, nothing.” I felt heat rising to my cheeks. “Hmm, nothing eh?” She asks looking in the direction of where I just stared into five seconds ago.
“Hmm, that’s bad news.” She said looking at me with a frown.
“What?” I asked confused.
“Casey.” I only frowned. Why would he be bad news, not like he belongs to a gang or something? Other than that he has a bike that makes
