It was warm. A good warmth, but too much and too instant. Her heart was beating too fast. Blood was rushing to her head. Her face was too hot. The room was too hot. It was overwhelming her. She took flight. This time, the boy didn't stop her.
She barely made it out of the classroom when her knees went weak and she slowly dropped to the floor, sitting against the wall. Held her clenched hands over her mouth. Her heart was racing! And through it all she could only think of one thing.
She just made her first friend.