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my palms were sweaty, heart raced like crazy as the clock ticked nearer and nearer to the hour math class had to end.

all day i've been planning how i'll ask james to have coffee someday when he's free, just as friends for now.

but as my chances were running out in the end- the possibility of not making a choice won and i didn't say a word about it to him.

disappointment in myself, i silently threw my stuff one by one and headed to the door.

"you free tomorrow, after school?"
a low voice spoke behind me.

"yeah."

i shrugged off the feeling of butterflies, knowing it probably was going to be something not that amazing anyways.

"wanna have coffee in that place again? i mean, you were waiting for the bus the last time there, on the same day and i have a bit of time to kill before practice." james nervously rambled.

of course, i would too if i was the oned talking with a possibility of others hearing.

"sure, why not. let's meet there tomorrow."

he smiled, the smile that makes me happy and warm inside, nodded and went to his lockers while i hurried to mine.

honestly, i have no friking idea how i kept my face so straight and voice so steady all that time.

now i was smiling from ear to ear and doing small happy dances while getting dressed to go home.

my imagination went mad, i thought of all possible things we could talk about and got extremely excited about getting to know him and most importantly- him, getting to know me.

after all of that i tried to calm myself because it was just an opportunity but not a date, i wouldn't want for the beginning of our friendship.

i'll take what i can get.

as i said- i always made sure to look my best on the days i had classes with him- tomorrow will be even more significant.

so i went on with washing my hair even more carefully, cutting my fingernails and forming them- as best as i could and doing other small things.

i went by the code- don't make it look like you tried too hard but make him see a bit of effort.

it went well with me not wanting to get mysefl into a vulnerable spot. even if it all should go well- i don't want to risk him knowing too much about my outlook to me, exsisting to him.

'Girl