A Love Story… Sort Of
I'm standing alone in a room with a boy. He's your typical good looking 12-13 year old. Tall, blonde, blue eyes, and dimples. He smiles at me and I melt. We are talking for a little bit when all of a sudden he leans over and—Wait hold up. When did this happen? I don't even know this boy, where did he come from? I've seen him before in some of my dreams but never like this. Plus I have a boyfriend, I chided. His name is Alex. He is 5 foot 5 and has blonde hair and orangish eyes with green in them. He is one of the sweetest people I have ever met and was in my class last year. I haven't seen him all summer but, I will get to tomorrow. The first day of 7th grade. I know what your thinking, 7th grade! Isn't that a little to young to start dating? Haha well the answer to that question is yes. But I mean when one of the sweetest guys in your school asks you to be his girl you really cant say no. Well, enough about boys I should probably describe me. Well I am tall for my age I'm 5 foot 4 and am only 12. I love to play sports specifically softball. I'm probably one of the smartest in my class. A natural leader is how people describe me but I do have a temper, and you do not want to be on my bad side. I'm dirty blonde, with brown eyes, and sort of tan. Oh, and before I forget my name is Abby.
I jump in my bed when I hear the shrill alarm go off. I turn over and look at the still beeping clock. It's 7:15 A.M. Well that gives me about an hour before the bus comes. I change out out of my comfy PJ's and into skinny jeans, red Vans, and a black t-shirt with a comfy jacket. I walk slowly downstairs eat some cereal then come back upstairs and into my bathroom to do my hair and stuff. When I saw my hair I almost fainted, one side was totally curled while the other was puffed up and going in different directions… I tried straightening it but after my bangs refused to become flat I gave up hope. So I pulled it back and put it in a high ponytail. I brushed my teeth and heard the bus honking 2 blocks away. I rinsed my toothbrush and put it away and grabbed my backpack and flew downstairs skipping a step at a time. Yelling goodbye to my mom (which I found out later was still sleeping). And ran to the bus stop. I climbed aboard and looked around and saw a pair of eyes staring at me, the same blue eyes from my dream, but those weren't the only ones. I searched every pair before I found the ones I have been looking forward to seeing the whole summer. I swiftly avoided all the backpacks and lunches that were left in the walkway and when I tripped on someone's foot I hear some girls snickering so I turn and glare at them which quickly shuts them up. "I see they've heard of you." I hear someone say. I turn and see the boy with the blue eyes looking at me. "So my reputation precedes me." I say boldly. I see that no one is sitting next to him and I also hear the bus driver yelling at me to sit down. So I shoot Alex a glance and he nods. "Do you mind if I sit with you" I ask. He flashes me a smile and nods. "So is it really true that you punched a girl in the face with the teacher standing right there and still didn't get in trouble?" He asks innocently. I smile and say "I have my ways." We talk for the rest of the bus ride and I find out that his name is Kaleb and that he is in all of my classes. I keep on catching the girls that were laughing at me giving me looks that could kill.