Friday, March 9, 2012

Fiction: Requite the Crush

Recently, Martine has been constantly on your mind. Her smile, her laugh, her freckles, the way she doodles little monsters in the margins of her notebook when she is bored with class. You have never had a crush on anyone before, so suddenly not being able to think of anything but how cute Martine looked when she smiled was kind of a surprise.

 She sits three seats in front of you in Algebra and two seats away to your left in World History.