Today was my first day as a freshman. I wanted to keep things low-key. I went on with my day, only discussing and talking with my friends. But I guess whenever I talk with my friends I laugh pretty loud... loud enough to get a couple weird looks. I didn't mind any of them until I saw... him. What was this odd buzzing in my head? Why did I have this eerie feeling of butterflies in my stomach? Why did I have a full mental meltdown over this guy? He goes to my church, so I've seen him before... but what about him now made him so irresistible? Maybe it's his hair. Or maybe it's the way he walked towards me with such confidence. Wait... walking to me? I snapped out of it just as he began to speak.
"Hey, uh... my friends dared me to get your number so... You don't actually have to give it to me, just scribble down some numbers and I'll pretend to save it in my phone." He said in a beautiful Spanish accent. I took out a notecard from my bag and wrote down my actual number.
"This is my actual number, just try not to use it too much. My name's Ana, what's yours?" I ask nicely.
"Fernando, Fernando Garcia." He responded calmly with a smile tugging at his lips. I looked at my phone and realized the bell was about to ring.
"I gotta go, but you can text me after school! Nice meeting you." I yelled over my shoulder as I ran towards my 4th period class. I made it to my desk just as the bell rang. I took out all my stuff, and pretended to pay attention. But who could pay attention after that encounter? The guy I was fantasizing about just walked right over and asked for my number. Sure it was a dare, but that was a lot easier than I expected. If getting guys was this easy, why had no one else done it, better yet, why hadn't Brook done it? She's the most romance-obsessed one of us all. I'm sure she has her reasons, but if all guys were like Fernando, than all guys should be perfect angels.