As I open the door to Blue-ford high I am pushed around in a sea of unknown faces.
I recognize one face. I push through the crowd to make it to my locker before first period.
I pull my schedule out of my knapsack. I have locker 243. When I find it I have broke into a sweat.
I drop my books and go 4 To the left 21 to the right and 47 left.
When I yank it does not open.
"That is my locker " He says.
The boy I recognized. He has the the body of a swimmer , about six feet tall, ashy blond hair, and ,dark stormy blue eyes.
He must notice me staring So he starts to talk.
"umm can I see you schedule "He asks.
"sure"I say
"Yours says 234"He says.
I must have been reading backwards.
I can not help it I like something about him.
"Do you want to go out sometime "I ask.
"Sure"he says.
I grab my pen and write my phone number on the page and also my name.
He does the same. I found his name was Cato. I Like it