He glances at me once and a while from across the room but he doesn’t know I know. Inside it makes me feel so happy. I can’t help but smile and turn my head his way, trying to look his way without making it obvious. My light emerald eyes meet his shimming cobalt ones and I blush.

“You’re beautiful, you know.”  Were the words he said.

I just stared at him, that second word didn’t process into my head until a minute after he had said it and my face felt so hot, I thought I’d pass out. I blinked twice and looked down at the floor between our desks. “Thanks…”

Oh I do believe
In all the things you say,
What comes is better than what came before.

The bell rings.

I pick up my books and rush from class, my face just as hot as before, and I accidentally run into someone on my way out. Words blurt out and I apologize, his voice clear and low and capturing. I don’t dare look up because I know whose eyes I’ll meet there. I didn’t realize I dropped one of my books and lean down to pick it up while I apologize. And he goes down as well, attempting to pick up the book. I blush again.

And leave in a hurry. I’m late, probably.

And you’d better come come, come come to me,
Better come come, come come to me,
Better run, run run, run run to me,
Better come.

The hallways are filled with faceless people to me. I only notice him now. I feel wherever he is and now… He’s behind me. I try not to notice and grip my books closer to my chest. I wish you knew how I felt about you. Why do you do this to me? I turn into my class room and I feel a hand on my arm. I stop instantly, my breathing so erratic someone just might think I was having an attack. “Umm…” I heard him say. I didn’t want to look at him.

Oh I do believe
In all the things you say,
What comes is better that what came before.

The hallways were empty now. So quickly, too. My classroom door closed. I watched my teacher close it; he looked at me awkwardly but looked away. Deciding to finally face my fears; him.

I took a really deep breath.

“I…” I started.

“Shhh. It’s alright.”

And he leaned in.

And you’d better run run, run run to me,
Better run, run run, run run to me,
Better come, come come, come come to me,
You’d better run.

I never forgot that day. That moment. Or how I felt. I promised myself that I’ll feel that way again. Whether it was with him or not. I promised myself.