AN: Alright so this was my first try at a fic ever haha and i don't know why im posting this other then that maybe somebody would like it. i admit im not confident in what i have wrote which makes me wary about posting it here, but i'm just gonna take a risk and hope something good comes out of posting this! it only has 4 parts as i wrote it this past summer and ive thought to come back to it and write more for it, but ive never put my words into actions. if anybody actually does read this and wants me to continue it then please tell me and ill try to. anyways theres my rant and enjoy! :)
Sophie Thompson was whispering to her friend Molly in History class, paying half of her attention to Molly's yapping and the other half to the lesson. Something Molly said had caught her attention, she had told Sophie how a boy in their class kept staring at her. As soon as Molly said the name of the boy who was staring at her, a face came into view. A round, baby face with big doe eyes. James Paul McCartney. People know him more as just Paul. All the girls find him cute and really attractive. Sophie wonders why he would be staring at her. Sophie had known Paul since they were kids, going to school with him, but had really never talked to him much. She had to admit he was very handsome and it was hard to not like that baby face.
The last bell of the day brings Sophie out of her thoughts and her and Molly pack up their books and head home.
"Why would he be staring at me?" Sophie questions Molly, while walking home.
"Why do you think he'd be staring at you Soph? He obviously likes you!", Molly answers excitedly.
"Me? Why would he like me, I'm nothing special! I'm just some blonde, fifteen year old girl", Sophie complains.
"I don't know. I have no idea how the male mind works! Don't dare call yourself ugly Sophie Thompson, you know you're beautiful!", Molly explains. Sophie and Molly part ways to go home and say their goodbyes.
The next day at lunch Sophie and Molly are chatting and picking at their food.
"Don't look, but Paul's staring at you again", Molly whispers into Sophie's ear. Sophie groans and continues to pick at her food. Sophie takes a quick look at Paul and finds that he's talking to his friends now, and no longer staring at her. She can't help but think how cute Paul has gotten over the years. Molly's continuous talking pulls Sophie out of her thoughts and she stops looking at Paul.
Sophie and Molly are talking in History class before the bell rings when she hears somebody ask her a question.
"Is this seat taken?", Paul asks with a friendly smile while gesturing towards the seat to Sophie's right.