“I think I like a girl at school”

It’s the second semester of my Sophomore year. I remember in my past years at school that every time a new semester begins there is at least one new student. The same goes for this one. It was a girl. English class began and we had a substitute teacher. I immediately volunteered to take the attendance sheet to the office, and was chosen by the teacher. That’s when I saw her, she was getting a tour of the school from a bunch of people.

The first thought I had was, “Oh, new kid,” though I kept it to myself. I went back to class and several minutes later the door opens with the girl I just saw earlier. This time, I had the chance to make a first impression of her. I thought she was clumsy and wouldn’t last very long at school and overall not the greatest first impressions. But then came the end of the day during Spanish class. She was there. The teacher told her to sit next to me. A friend of mine in that same class apparently knew her as family friends. That’s when I got to know her name. It was initially very awkward but I think all she cared about was getting out of the class as soon as possible, the same as I did. Continue reading