As Courtney walked home from school, she laid eyes on the hottest hunk that she had ever seen. He was tall and skinny, and was wearing a purple and orange plaid shirt that hung on his body like a bag. Courtney immediately stopped in her tracks. Even though she had piano lessons to get to, Courtney stayed put and gazed at this newfound fellow.
"Hiya!" called the hunk.
Courtney jumped in surprise. Was he talking to HER?
"Hello" mumbled Courtney in reply.
The hunk came closer to her. As he neared, she inched away. He was a boy, she realized, and she could not be around him, no matter how cute he was. Courtney had an immediate fear of cooties, and she was not about to catch them at the age of fourteen. But she could not resist. The sun was glinting off of his square framed glasses, creating an even more handsome image in front of Courtney.
"Your pretty, you know that?" said the boy, stepping closer.
"My name is Jason. What's is your name?" said the boy.
Courtney could not believe it. He was talking to her! She was scared to reply, but she had to be polite.
"My name is…. Um… Courtney."
Jason smiled. "Courtney eh, beautiful name you got yourself."
As the words of praise left Jason's mouth, a red tint crept over Courtney's cheeks.
"I have to go. It was nice meeting you. But, before I go, I was just wondering if you would like to go on a date with me sometime."
Courtney almost fainted at that point. Struggling to keep her composure, she said, "Yes, yes I would."
"Friday then?" said Jason with a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Yep." replied Courtney.
Then, she ran. And Jason was the one who had to go. Courtney ran home like there was no tomorrow. When she was in the privacy of her own room, she shrieked, "YES!"