Kristoph was a shy boy, about 16. He sat there in his desk, head buried in his copy of To Kill A Mockingbird. He was the first one finished with the test, as always. He knew he had aced it. This stuff was so easy for him. He occasionally peered up from behind the book to observe the rest of the class. Some still working, some finished- There she was! The long-haired girl two seats across from him. She was smart, and he had always admired that about her. She was quite the looker, too. He kept looking at her, lost in thought
He quickly returned his head to his book when he saw even the slightest movement of her head, as not to be seen. Who knows what she would have done if she had seen him staring like that...
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Mia Fey was a fairly popular girl, with good looks and a decent amount of friends. She was intelligent, always interested in law, unlike some of her friends. She had finished the test fairly quickly, as history was one of her favorite subjects. She was going over her answers, just to make sure they were correct, when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. That cute blonde boy with the glasses was staring at her, it seems! She always thought he was attractive. He was smart, too!
She instinctively looked over at him, but he quickly turned away. She knew he was looking at her. She turned back to her papers with a smile and a slight blush.
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Class passed on, Kristoph thinking of Mia, Mia thinking of Kristoph. Lunch was next, but Kristoph was using that time to catch up on his book. The bell rang, much to everyone s joy. Kristoph gathered up his books and belongings, and headed for the door. He was almost all the way into the hall, when he tripped over something, someone, even, and fell to the floor, dropping his books and losing his glasses. Mia watched him fall and rushed to help him. Everyone around was laughing at him. She glared, and scolded them, "Stop laughing at him! How would you like it if I laughed if this happened to you!?" A few chuckles were heard here and there, but most of them shut up.
She turned to Kristoph, who was trying to pick up his books. "Need some help?" she asked him, picking up a book.
"Please, that'd be great..." he replied shyly.
She smiled and picked up the rest of his books, stacking them nicely in her arms. She noticed his glasses on the ground, and quickly picked them up as well, before they were damaged. "Here, you might need these." She handed him the glasses. "Thanks." He put them on, and the blur in front of him came into focus... "Ah-! Ah, th-thank you!" He blushed deeply, which he tried to hide by looking away.
"You're welcome... I can't just leave you on the ground like that. Here's your books..." she said, handing the small stack of books to Kristoph. He took them back timidly.
"Thank you, miss. It means the world, really... Ach, I've got to go to lunch... Bye!" He started to rush off quickly, thinking of the girl who stood up for him. The girl who had helped him. The girl he liked.