“I’m never going to fall in love,” Dominic promised me, running his fingers through his thick, brown hair. “It’s just some silly game people try to play. But they always lose. Not me though.”
I laughed, hoping he was wrong.
“What about you? Are you going to play that silly game people call love?” he asked, hoping I wouldn’t agree with him. If I didn’t he would have to argue with me and he loves to argue.
“I don’t know… I kind of like the thought of love. Going out on dates… calling each other…laughing with each other… oh, we’re here.” I looked at him and smiled. Didn’t he see my love for him behind that smile?
“Okay well talk to you later, maybe at lunch. Depends on what lunch you have this year. Maybe we’ll have a few classes together. But anyways, thanks for the ride.” He said as he got out of my beat-up red car and walked over to his friends.
“No problem.” I said even though he was gone. I sighed, hopped out of the car and locked it.
Here goes my first day as a sophomore.
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“Um, LOSER, move out of my way!” A red head girl said, pushing me, making my lunch tray (Filled with spaghetti I might add.) topple on to my white shirt.
“Great…” I breathed, sighing to myself. Throwing away what was the last of my lunch, I ran to the bathroom.
I opened to door and fortunately saw no one was in the bathroom. Grabbing a paper towel, I ran it under the water quickly and tried to scrub the stain that was forming.
The door burst open, and Dominic walked in. He did a double take of me, and shock streamed through his sea blue eyes.
“Whoa! Anna, what are you doing in the guy’s bathroom?!” He shouted, his eyes widening.
“I’m not…you’re in the girl’s bathroom.” I said, a grin making its way to my face.
“What?” he said, looking around, “Oh..oh..sorry..” His cheeks flushed a dark pink.
“It’s ok.” I said laughing.
“What happened to your shirt?” He asked.
“Oh… some girl pushed me and my lunch went on my shirt…I’m trying to get the stain out so I don’t have to walk around like this for the whole day.” I say, embarrassed.
“Here you go, you can use my hoodie.” He said, pulling of his school sweatshirt and handed it to me.
“Thanks.” I said, grasping it.
“No problem. Now I should go before some girl comes in and starts to hit me with her purse or something. Catch you later, Anna.” He said walking out the door.
“Bye.” I said, laughing and looking down at the sweatshirt. I threw away the paper towel I just realized I was still holding. I threw the hoodie on and walked out the door.
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Story....what do you think? I wrote this(:
