2 June 2012
"He's the one you like isn't he?" Stefanie questioned. I kept quiet. "You're blushing! You do!" Stefanie giggled. "Shh! He'll start coming this way!" I hushed Stefanie. "I don't blame you, he is very handsome!" He was stood against a locker, we were at school. He had golden hair, and the muscular body most of the other boys wanted. He wore the same uniform as the other boys. He was looking at us! His face looked like stone. He didn't shift once while he was watching us. He had his tie hanging out of his shirt, and had his hands shoved in his pockets. Stefanie looked at me again then started rambling on about something "dramatic" that was happening in the news. I looked back at him. He then pulled his hands from his pockets and strode towards us. Stefanie stopped talking. She pulled my jacket. "Hey. Hey! Hey! Elena! He's coming to us... What do we do? Hey!" Stefanie was giddy and nervous. " I suppose we talk to him." I said and looked Her in the eye. I smiled. "This is going to be different." He came next to me and put his hands back in his pockets again.
By Becka
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