I hear my name along with a tap on my shoulder. It's someone I haven't seen before. Leaning into Brooklyn as he walks away I ask her who it was. "That was Caleb, you know the one who is in our English class , the one that kept flirting with you last night", she says. What are you talking about I say. Bre who is near by joins in. "Ya he was so flirting with you", Bre says.
Fourth period math class is so unlike second period. How do I know? Because the reading room is right next to the math room, and they sound like screaming chimps running around like headless chickens. I was so eager for it to be fifth period English so I could go and see Brooklyn, Bre, and especially Caleb. Running on my toes from math I managed to make my way to English. copyright protection106ＰＥＮＡＮＡI1bN8H7Wc5
Taking my seat he four of us just smirk at each other. The four minutes of passing period are up and the ancient old English teach Mrs.Yankovic makes her grand appearance wearing a light denim, knee length, overall dress with sunflowers spears out on it. My eyes met with Brooklyn's, then Bre's, and finally Caleb. Caleb look was far different from Brooklyn and Bre's. His was more a soft warm look hat made you get the welcome fuzzies. Twenty minutes had passed of some English lesson I don't know what's it's about because I was off track by being distracted by my new group of "friends", we're linked up in front the door and Mrs.Yankovic walked us down part way. copyright protection106ＰＥＮＡＮＡTvhucaKc89
Smiling the rest of the day and wondering why Caleb's facial expressions were different from the others I slowly trugged to my bus which is bus 8. Getting off the bus, rushing inside downstairs I open up messages and start trying to Caleb, I then remembered he had had football tryouts so I close the text and get started on my homework.copyright protection106ＰＥＮＡＮＡpyDCc9mxj6ns18.104.22.168da2