(Your POV)
Shoes paddled across the floor. My hair slightly hiding my face from whoever could be staring. Locker just a few feet away. But I stop..
His arm was snaked around her waist, her head leaning on his shoulder while his friends surrounded them. Before I could embarrass myself, my eyes darted to the floor and I go to my locker. Part of me think he looked to me, but another part of me doubts it. The first day of my college year and it already isn't off to a good start.
Grabbing my binder, and shoving into my backpack I walked back passed him. Eyes glued to the floor. Don't show him you want him. Don't show him weakness. I pulled a fake smile onto my lips as I go to my class. Maybe today won't be so bad.
The day went on. Semi normal. Besides small whispers when i walk And the fact he wouldn't stop looking my way when i was in eyes sight. Strong. I kept myself cool till the end of the day. I walked home. Alone. As always
