In The Hallway
Sam walked down the hallway insecurely as usual. She always had the feeling everyone was talking about her the moment she came in to a room or hallway. Holding her books in one hand and her cell phone in the other, she felt her phone vibrate and almost dropped everything. Rolling her eyes out of frustration she flipped open her phone thinking it was Fiona. She was known for texting Sam at the worst possible time. However, she caught a break and saw it was Nomad. Hey there! How did your AP exam go this morning? Her irritation melted away within seconds and instantly wrote back, I got an 98, How about yours? She continued down the hallway completely forgetting about the gossip around her. Meanwhile, just a few feet away. Austin was standing by his locker typing his reply, I got a 97. Looks like you edged me out this time. Don't get used to it. LOL! The thought of sitting within feet of her was still fresh in his mind. Should he tell her or will it scare her off? (Beep) Ha Ha! Way to be a good sport. What class are you going to next? It was Austin's free period. He was usually excited about not having to go to class, but the thought of how close they came to bumping in to each other only made it harder to wait for their meeting. It's my free period. How about you? This was his chance to tell her. If he was going to say anything it had to be now. Lucky you. I have Calculus. His fingers were shaking over the keypad but he found the courage to just go for it. You know I was also in the library today at the same time you were. His heart was pounding as the message was sent. I wonder what she'll say. He thought. Not even an minute had passed when he received a text from her. Wow. That really gets me curious. Where are you now? Not to sound negative but I'm a little nervous about what you're going to say. Austin agreed. However, his curiosity like Sam's out weighted his nervousness. I'm in the middle of B hall at my locker. You? Sam dropped her phone after barely reading his message. Before she could pick up her phone she circled the area with her eyes searching for her secret admirer. Austin was still waiting for a reply when he saw Sam picking up her phone up off the floor. I wonder who that is? He asked himself. Wondering if that could be her. Hearing his phone beep he turned his attention back to his screen. Same place you are. After that he smiled and replied. Can you tell me what color hair you have? The bell rang once again and Sam ignored his question. I'll text you after class. See ya!