By the time Monday came, I was itching just to catch a glance of her face and those beautiful chocolate orbs. I felt crazy. I mean, I didn’t even know if she felt remotely the same. She probably didn’t, but maybe that would be for the better. Nothing can happen anyways….

But the whole day I never saw her once. She wasn’t there. Trust me, my attempt to look casual became an over dramatic head swing. I seriously think I might have gotten whip lash at one point. But maybe this was a good thing, so then I didn’t have to worry about being tempted to go talk to her. And yet no matter how hard I tried to convince myself this was all for the better, I couldn’t. The truth was, I needed to see her. So I devised a plan.

Pulling up to Kyla’s house, I felt my self subconsciously fix my cloths. I wondered if I was taking this too far. But it’s not like I never go to Kyla’s I tried to reason with myself, but deep down I knew exactly why I was here, and I questioned my sanity because of it.

When the door opened I half expected to see Ashley, but this time, it was Kyla who opened the door. Trying to hide the disappointment, I followed her up to her room. But when we reached the top my heart skipped a beat. Music could be heard blaring from down the hall, and I knew exactly whose it was.

“Hey Kyla, I’ll be right back,” I murmured trying not to sound too weird and giddy. Why am I giddy? I don’t know if I’ve ever been giddy before. But I couldn’t help but feel myself grin like an idiot, and the saddest part was, I loved it.

“Where are you going?” she looked at me like I had grown two heads.

“I just have to pee,” I lied on my feet and hoped it was convincing before I started walking down the hall…ok more like jogging.

“Spencer you‘re going the wrong way…,” Kyla shouted, but it was too late. I was gone, and the next thing I knew, I was standing in front of Ashley’s door. But now that I was here, I didn’t even know what I was going to say. I should have thought of this sooner, practiced in front of a mirror or something. Why the hell didn’t I like write a speech or something?