A/N: Yes this is based off of the Disney short called Paperman, and yes I am obsessed with Disney. Also if you have never watched this short, watch it. It's the best thing ever.
Peter sat at the bus station waiting for the bus so he could get to school. He was holding all of his papers, textbooks and notebooks in his arms because he had once again lost his backpack. When cars would go by his papers would fly up and he'd have to grip them tight to make sure they didn't fly away.
Then you came running by chasing after one of your papers that had flown away. Peter watched you chase down the paper. Once you caught it you came back to where Peter was and stood a few feet away from him.
Peter glanced at you. He thought you were absolutely gorgeous. He couldn't help but stare at you and take in your beauty. While Peter was distracted by you another car flew past. Because he was distracted he didn't have any time to hold down his papers. One of them began to fly away. It luckily didn't get far, but it did hit you in the face.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" Peter said as he took the paper off of your face.
"It's okay, it wasn't your fault," you reassured him.
You then glanced at the paper he was holding near your face. You let out a small giggle when you saw that your lipstick had left a mark on the paper.
Peter gave you a confused look not knowing what your were laughing at. He then saw you were looking at the paper. He turned it around and saw the lipstick mark. He began laughing. Once he looked up from the paper he saw that you were gone. He looked around then found you sitting on the bus. It was also the bus Peter was supposed to be on.
"Oh come on!" Peter groaned as he watched the bus drive away. He then began walking to the school.
Once he got to the school the late bell rang and he was rushing to his class. Peter knew at that moment that the rest of the day was going to suck.
The rest of the day dragged on slowly and Peter couldn't concentrate on anything. He would start on school work but then his mind would go right back to you. He would try to listen to the teacher but then he would end up think about you.
It was finally the last period of the day. Peter was bored out of his mind. He glanced at the paper that had hit your face earlier that day and smiled. He hoped he would be able to see you again.
Peter turned his head and looked in the hallway. He glanced in the classroom that was right across from where he was sitting. And there you were. You looked as bored as Peter felt. You were tapping your foot on the ground waiting for the school day to finish.
Peter couldn't believe you were actually there. You were sitting right in front of him! He wanted to get your attention so badly but it's not like he could yell at you in the middle of class. And even if he wasn't what would he yell to you?
'Hey girl that I don't really know, remember me? My paper hit your face this morning!'
Peter looked back down at his desk, giving up hope that he would ever be able to talk to you. Then an idea popped into his head. He grabbed one of his finished homework sheets and began folding it. Soon he had made a paper airplane.
He made sure the teacher wasn't watching then gently threw it. It almost instantly hit the ground not even making it out of the classroom. Peter let out a frustrated sigh then began making another plane.
When he threw it, it went perfectly straight. It was so close to going into the classroom but it hit the wall instead. He got to making another paper airplane, that one ended up flying right into the trash can. Then he made another one. Right after Peter threw it some kid went running through the hallway and hit it, making it go down instantly.
"You've got to be kidding me," Peter grumbled.
"Mr. Parker. Do you have something to share with the class?" the teacher asked.
"No." Peter grumbled.
"Then be quiet." he said sternly.
There were a few whispers and giggles but Peter ignored them. Once the teacher turned away Peter began making more paper airplanes. Each one failed. Every single one of the papers he threw never made it into the classroom.
The teacher then stormed over to Peter and took away the rest of the papers Peter had. All except one.
"If I see you throw another paper you will get detention." the teacher said. He then went back to the front of the classroom.
Peter carefully watched and made sure the teacher wasn't watching. Once he was sure of it he quickly folded his last paper into a small plane. He looked down at it and smiled again at the mark left on it by your lipstick. Peter took a deep breath then threw it. It hit the ground right in front of the door of the classroom you were in.
Peter huffed in annoyance and turned to face the front of the classroom. Soon after the bell rang signaling the end of the day. Peter picked up his things then started walking out of the classroom. When he entered the hallway he found dozens of paper airplanes. He did a quick look around to see if you could find you. But sadly he didn't. He headed to his locker to put some things away.
You on the other hand saw the paper airplane right when you left the classroom you were in. Once you noticed the small lipstick mark on it you went to pick it up. But thousands of students flooded the hallways moving the paper airplane with them. You did your best to follow it.
You chased it through the hallways and would come so close to it until someone would kick it away. You continued following it. You thought it had finally come to a stop but someone ran past it making it glide across the floor. Then it hit someones foot.
The person it hit was busy looking in their locker and didn't notice the paper plane hit their foot. You ran to the person as fast as you could so you could grab the plane before it could get away again.
Once you got there you picked it up quickly and acidently touched the persons leg.
"Oh, I'm sorry I was ju-" You stopped talking when you came face to face with the person.
Peter realized who you were instantly and was completely lost for words. Then he looked down and saw that you were holding the paper plane with your lipstick mark on it.
He looked back up at you and grinned. "I've been thinking about you all day...wow that sounded super creepy."
You laughed, "I've been thinking about you too."
"I'm Peter."
"Y/n." You glanced around and spotted thousands of paper planes through the hallways. "Are these all from you?"
Peter looked around and shrugged. "Yeah."
"Well you can explain it on the bus. Well I mean I'm assuming you ride the same bus as me."
Peter nodded with a smile. You two began walking to the station and Peter began explaining what he was doing during the last period of the day.
On the bus the two of you continued talking. You got to know each other a little bit. You didn't know a whole lot about Peter but you knew you liked him. Once the bus came to the right stop you both got off.
"Thank you Peter."
"For what?"
"For making my day."
He gave you a goofy smile making you laugh.
"I'll get to know you more right?" you asked him.
He nodded. "Definitely. We should hang out sometime, like go to the movies or something."
"Are you asking me out?"
"Um, yes...?"
"Well, I'd love to go to the movies or something with you."
Peter smiled widely at you. You then pulled out a pen and began writing on the paper airplane. You handed him the plane then got on your toes and kissed him on the cheek leaving a lipstick mark.
"See you around Peter." you said as you walked away.
Peter looked down at the paper plane and found your number written on the wing.
