First Drafts
- Crush -
You resist the urge to look at him, so instead you look at everything else. The off white walls, the patterned tiled floor, there are cracks on the blackboard. There's a candy wrapper on the floor, there are seven lights in the room, and there's a hole on the curtain.
You are counting the taps your foot makes to stop yourself from looking at him. One tap, two taps, three taps, four taps, there's a galaxy backpack leaning against the wall.
You look at the people talking, but you're thinking about him and how perfect he looks in his new silver sweater. He's now talking and you look away, glancing a few times to see the way his lips curls up when he laughs.
You couldn't help it so you smile, and you watch his head turn your way and his eyes meet yours, before smiling ever so lovely at you. Now you cannot stop your smiling, while listening to your heart hammering against your chest.
YOU ARE READING
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