We talk a lot after that.

I love speaking to you eventhough I stammer and stutter around you.

You are a pleasure to be around expect your icy dark eyes.

Today you ask me something that nearly knocks me off my feet.

"Will you go on a date with me?"

I nearly choke and stutter," y-yes."

You beam at me and take my hand.

I let you, it feels perfect.

I have then have art with you next to me.

Secretly, that's why I love it so much.

After school we walk together and get the bus.

Your eyes stay on me the entire ride while I laugh at your silly jokes.