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Freshman year is full of firsts. First pep ralley, first highschool football game, first kiss, first heartbreak. But never did I expect to have my first kiss, love, and heartbreak, all within the second semester of highschool.
I was always the quiet good girl. The type you always hear parents bragging about, honors classes, volunteering, never drank nor smoked. The one that nobody would expect to fall for the senior party boy. But that is exactly what I did.
It all started the first day back from Thanksgiving break. I was walking quickly out of F wing hallway after 8th period when I turned around to hold the door for a total stranger. The moment his sparkling green eyes met mine I stopped dead in my tracks. Literally, and this caused me to run right into the closed door. I figured he would either pay no mind to me or laugh with the rest of his friends at the stupid freshman walking into doors. But neither of those happened.
"Don't worry, I don't think anybody saw." He said with a slight smirk on his face.
"I…I guess I didn't see that door there." I said with the most shakey voice you can imagine.
"I get it, happens to me all the time." He said while holding the obviously magical door.
And as I walked to my locker I thought about his face and smiled, I couldn't wait for 8th period tomorrow.