Bubbles

Boomer is my partner. Boomer is my partner. I can't scream. If I scream he'll think I'm weird and that would be bad. I need to scream.

"Well, um, my name is Boomer." He holds out his hand to me.

I know. Oh god do I know, but if I said that he'd think I was creepy. "Nice to meet you." Formally anyway. "I'm Bubbles."

"I know." He smiles. did he just say he knew . . . Oh my god, he knows who I a- "Your name is on this piece of paper."

. . . Oh. . .Right. . .Forgot about that.

He writes my name on top of his paper. "So, do you want to start?" He asks. "Telling me about yourself I mean. . .So I can write some things down."

I nod. "Well, I'm not really that interesting. . .I have two sisters. My sister, Buttercup, says I talk too much. I'm on the swim team, that's why I'm so tan. Other girls think I go to a tanning salon but I don't need to, the sun darkens my skin and gives my already blonde hair natural highlights. . .Um, what else. . . I can sew. I love sweet foods. . . That's all I can think of from the top of my head."

I look over at his paper. Gosh, he has nice hand writing. . .

Bubble's Utoniem.

"Um, it's U-T-O-N-I-U-M" I correct his spelling, pointing at my last name. He blushes -that's so cute!- and erases it, mumbling sorry under his breath.

Bubbles Utonium

-Has two sisters

-swim team

-naturally tan and blonde

-no tanning salon

-sews

-likes sweet food

"And, um, what about you?" I ask, holding my pencil to my paper where his name is already written.

"Well I play football." I know. "I'm naturally blonde too." I know. "I took a bunch of cooking classes in middle school so I'm pretty good as cooking." I didn't know that, but it just makes him more perfect. "My favorite movie is 'Under the Cherry Moon' probably." Oh my god. He's so perfect. That's one of my favorite movies too. "and, uhh, we'll that's about it. I'm sorry I'm really boring." He's so modest. I love him. I love him so much!

I write down everything that he's told me, and it takes so much will power to not write down things I know that he didn't mention, like he speaks Spanish and loves apple pie.

Boomer Jojo

*Plays Football

*Natural blond

*cooks

*Likes Under The Cherry Moon

He looks over the paper, smiling, then he looks at his watch. "Hey, it looks like class is almost over. Do you wanna finish this later?"

"Oh! Uh, yea. Here." I write down my address and hand it to him. "That's my address. We could do it at my house." I pause. "Not IT I mean, it as in the assignment not it as in IT I mean. . ." Oh my god. He probably thinks I'm a freak. I can kiss all chances I ever had with him goodbye now.

He laughs though. Maybe, I just thought all of that stuff, and I really said something cool and cute.

"Yea, okay." He smiles, just as the bell rings. "I'll be at your house later so we can do it, the assignment."