It had been two weeks since Ashley and I had kissed and it has been great. There’s even more kissing and we spend numerous amounts of time together. I love it. Ok that’s an understatement. It’s not everyday that the girl you’ve been dreaming of being with since the 8^th grade wants to be with you too. I just hope this isn’t too good to be true. Although Ashley hasn’t officially asked me to be her girlfriend, I’m not worried.  I’m gonna chalk it all up to nerves plus I haven’t said anything about the situation either. I just hope I’m not another notch on her headboard…or is it belt? I don’t know but I’m hoping I’m a notch on her whatever it is that people use in that phrase.

Right now I’m sitting in my third period aka Mr. Ass’s class. There’s only five more minutes until the end of class and I get to see my Ashley. She developed this habit of stalking my locker between classes so we can talk. I tap my foot impatiently waiting for the bell to ring. If this were any other day and I was trying to do my work the bell would have already rang

RING! RING! RING!

SCORE. Class was over and I was headed into the hall when I bump into Kyla.

Spencer: Hey Ky? What’s up?

We began to walk down the hall together.

Kyla: Nothing much…Just the BEST thing EVER! 

She exclaimed, excitement painted on her face.

Spencer: Oh yeah? And what’s that?

I asked with amusement. We stopped at my locker and I opened it, absent mindedly looking for Ashley but she wasn’t anywhere to be seen. I stuffed the books I didn’t need inside and listened to what had Kyla so excited.

Kyla: Ok now don’t be mad with me. It was really a surprise to me that he asked me and well I didn’t want to say no and I kinda like him and plus he has a great bod and has a really cute smile and I hope its not weird or anything for you but I saw an opportunity and I took it you know carpe deum yea? Seize the day cuz you never know tomorrow you might be dead and-