On Monday, I went to school early, because I wanted to talk to Gianna before class started. Sadly, I didn't see her the entire morning. I wasn't even sure if she was at school, because the only class we had together that day, she didn't show up, but might also just be that class to avoid me. The good news was, that our teacher graded our presentation, and we got an excellent grade.

The first time I saw her again that day was at lunch break, I left the cafeteria to go eat somewhere then where everyone could stare at me. And I clearly realized that she didn't want to meet me, as she saw that I was in that hallway she nearly turned around and would have gone a different way, but she was with some friends, Oliver for example, and it would have been difficult to explain to them why she was avoiding me because she would have needed to tell then that she actually enjoyed spending time with me. I knew that her friends would once again make fun of me, so I decided, to take all of my courage, and just go over to talk to her, they'll make fun of me anyways. "Hey, could we like, maybe talk? Please?" I asked her because I really wanted to excuse myself, but not in front of everyone, for both of our sakes. "What do you want weirdo?" she asked me with an unfazed tone in her voice. That was too much for me, I was able to block out the mean things her friends told me, but not that. I started to run, and before I realized anything, I found myself in the back of the school library again. I took out the book I was reading at the moment and started reading, zoning out everything that happens around me.

I got pulled back into reality as a voice next to me said: "I always liked that there is never anyone in here. Like that, you can talk whatever you want with whoever you want." As I looked up, I looked right into the beautiful face of the person because of which I landed here. She looked at me with a rather cheerful expression and that cocky grin of hers, which was too much once again, and I felt the tears coming back up. "Hey, don't cry, please. Look at me. I'm sorry. Can I sit?" she asked seeming overwhelmed, and pointing at the place right next to me at the end. "Yeah" I stuttered out. "I am really sorry for earlier, I know it's not a valuable excuse, but I just wanted to make you feel like you made me feel on Friday." "and I just wanted to excuse myself for how I treated you after the kiss." "It is alright, I get it. You think it was a mistake." "I did" "What?" "I did think it was a mistake," I told her. "But I don't anymore, I realized, that I really like you, like, how I should like a guy. Plus, I really liked the kiss, and I would like to repeat it, but as I ran out, and followed Sophie, I managed to catch her, and we got into a huge fight." "What happened during the fight?" She asked me, seeming genially concerned. "A lot, but she did call me a freak and slapped me just before she ran away again, and I decided it would be smarted to go back home, and then, I still had all that rage in me, and I think I just left it out on you." "I get it now. I'm sorry again. But I also would like to repeat the kiss. Maybe at a milkshake after school?" "That sounds great. But I need to go now, class is about to start again. See you later." I said, already being far away at the end. And luckily, I left at the exact moment, because as I passed through the library doors, the first bell for the next class rang.

Arrived in class I took out my math things, and tried to follow the class, and do my exercises, but I could try as much as I wanted, I just couldn't concentrate on class. I was too excited for later this afternoon. I looked at the clock all the time, just waiting till the little pointer hit the number three, and the day was officially over. And then, it rang. I didn't even realize that I was already sitting on this seat for two hours. But now, I couldn't contain my anxiety but also excitement any longer. I put my things back into my bag as fast as I could and started to run out of the building.