*school bell rings*

I hate that sound.

A few minutes ago you were in these hallways alone with Dan. Now, moments later, you're drowning in a sea of students who've just emerged from their classrooms while the silence has quickly been replaced with talking and laughter.

Your thoughts suddenly get interrupted by a very recognizable voice behind you.

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

You turn around, glad to see your best friend walking towards you, until you notice the angry expression on her face.

"Heeey, is this what you say to your best friend first thing in the morning?" you say, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Yeah, when she misses first period and doesn't answer her phone!" she says, still angry but not as much.

"Ok ok, I'm sorry. I missed the bus and didn't want to show up when class was nearly over so I went to the coffee shop across the street to wait for a bit and I saw this really cute guy..."

"Whoa there, why didn't you say from the start that there was a guy involved? Tell me all about it!" her face has lightened up and she's now eagerly waiting to hear something interesting.

"Don't get too pumped up, nothing big happened. When I left the coffee shop we met again in school and we talked a little bit, that's all. His name is Dan and he's really nice." you finish your sentence and a little smile has taken over your face.

"Aw that's cute! I never knew you were capable of expressing emotions and now look at you, you're blushing." she says jokingly with a proud smile on her face.

"Shut up, I'm not! Besides, it's not like I have any chance with him. He probably has tons of girls drooling over him..." you say and a sigh escapes your lips.

"Nooo, don't say that. I bet he likes you! Did he leave his number or something?" B/F/N says, trying to comfort you.

"No, but just before he left he told me to check my sketch book. Weird right?" you say.

"Yeah, kind of. Aren't you curious though? Open it, maybe he wrote something in it." she says in a happy tone.

You agree, take the sketch book out of your backpack and as you open it a page falls out. You pick it up and take a look to see what's on it.

"What is it? What is it?" B/F/N says jumping around with excitement.

"I think it's- it's me."

The drawing you're holding in your hands has taken you by surprise. It's a beautiful sketch of you sitting in the coffee shop with a cup of coffee on your hands, looking outside the window with a peaceful expression on your face.

"Wow, this is amazing. When did he manage to do this? You just met this morning." you're friend's puzzled expression now matches yours as you both stare at the piece of paper in front of you.

"He must've drawn it at the coffee shop when I first saw him. I remember him sketching something, I never imagined that it'd be me." you say slightly blushing at the thought of Dan drawing you.

"Look! He's written something on the back of the page."

Dear stranger,

Sorry if this comes out as creepy, I just thought you were really pretty so I wanted to draw you. Have a nice day.

Dan (:

"Oh my god, he even wrote his phone number!" you say with a smile.

"Ok this is adorable. If you don't marry this guy I will." B/F/N says half serious, half joking.

"Whatever, we'll talk more about this later. Right now we need to get to class." you say as you put all your stuff back in your backpack.

"Sure, we don't wanna miss math class." she says sarcastically.

When you've finally got to your class you go sit at the back of the room since you're not really planning to pay attention. A few seconds after the lesson has started and you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around and to your surprise you see Dan sitting right behind you.

"Hi." he whispers with a cute smile.

"Hey stalker." you whisper jokingly.

"Oh come on. Just admit that you hoped to see me here..." he whispers with a smirk.

"Well, I wanted to see you and thank you about the drawing." you whisper.

"Yeah, sorry about that... I couldn't help it, you were just so cute." he whispers biting his lip.

"Are you flirting with me in math class? Not that I mind, I don't get any of these things anyway." you whisper.

"Maybe... You know, you could come over at my house on Saturday. I'm good at math and I could teach you some stuff if you wanted." he whispers.

"Thanks, I'd love to. I'll text you later, ok?" you whisper with a little smile on your face.

"Sure." he whispers with a wink.

Wow, maybe math isn't that bad after all...