It's the end of day.
Lockers are banging. Voices surround me, talking of their plans for the weekend. It's Friday. I hear the scuffling of feet and the closing of doors. It's terribly hot. I wipe sweat off my brow as I walk down the hall.
I've never like school. It's not like I'm a teased or anything like that. I'm ok student. I just don't like it. Oliver says that some people just aren't supposed to go to school. He says I'm one of them.
So, I've never liked school. Until now.
She's standing near the water fountain. She's absolutely beautiful. Her long dark hair curls slightly at the end. She's tall, at least 5'6. She's got the most startling blue gray eyes. She's staring at me, smiling.
I look around me, to check and make sure that it's me she's looking at, not some person behind me that she knows. She's what I'm doing and she laughs a bit. She's beginning to walk toward me. I glance at the rest of her. She's got on a white t-shirt that says "Sarcasm is just one more FREE service we offer". She's got on a pair of bright pink shorts and a pair of black converse. The only jewelry she's got on is a bracelet that's actually a pass for the local amusement park and a ring on her index finger.
"Hey", she says as she looks at me. She's right in front of me now.
"Hi", I say quietly. I'm painfully shy.
She tilts her head and smiles.
"I'm Miley. Who are you?" she asks.
"I'm Lilly", I respond, smiling back at her.
"Nice too meet you Lilly. Are you doing anything today after school?"
"Umm… no."
"Wanna hangout?"
"Sure, but I'd have to go home first before we could go any where. Unless you want to hangout there?"
"We could hangout at your house," Miley say as she start to look through her bag. She pulls out a pink cell phone." Let me just call my dad to let him know where I'm going."
She grabs my arm and pulls me toward the school doors. My arm must have been really cold, because when she touched it got really warm. It also got goose bumps, which is funny because I usually only get goose bumps when it's cold outside and its June. In California.
We got outside and she let go of my arm.
"Dad? Hey it's me", she says into her cell phone.
My mind begins to wander as I stare at her. I wonder how old she is, what grade she's in. I wonder what her favorite color, if she likes chocolate. In the outer realms of my mind I hear a faint "Lilly".
I'm come out of my thoughts to find Miley staring at me.
"My dad said I could go over to your house as long as your mom or dad calls him to let him know I got there."
"Okay", I replied.
We began the walk to my house.
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