When the muffins were done, I grabbed an old platter and stacked them onto it. I wrapped everything in plastic wrap. I grabbed it and walked out the door toward Nate's house.
When I got to their door, I rang the bell. Shortly after, Nate opened it.
"Oh, hey! Cassie! Come on in," Nate said. He opened the door a little more and I brushed past him.
"Where would you like me to set these?" I asked.
"The counter is fine."
"'Kay." I placed the platter of muffins in the counter.
"Muffins?"
"A welcoming gift."
"Ah. Thanks a bunch," Nate said. He unwrapped the plate and grabbed a muffin.
"Are you going to the high school around the corner?" I asked.
"Yeah. Do you go there?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Wouldja show me around on Monday?" Nate asked.
"Sure." I wouldn't mind. Nate was pretty good looking. His blond hair was perfect. His blue eyes were beautiful. His grin was adorable.
"Your eyes are pretty," I said. He looked at me funny.
"Thanks. Your face is pretty," Nate responded.
"Yours too." I was confident. I had absolutely no problem saying this to his face.
"We should hang out more."
"Agreed." I stuck my hand out, as if it was an official deal. He shook it.
I turned away and walked back out the door, no goodbye or wave. I felt Nate's gaze following me the whole way out.
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Teen FictionYoung Cassie Saller thinks she has found the one she loves. He likes her, she likes him. But things change. Cassie realizes that he isn't the one. But maybe the boy next door is...
