• First Class was …. indescribable. He was there and I didn’t get how he could know my very own dreams. My solid brown eyes just looked at my desk for 5 minutes,not knowing what to do. Denise looks at me “So,you finally met Mr.Mason Johnson .” I sigh. " I guess" not knowing what else to say . She told me how he is the perfect guy in school . Strait A’s . Football . Dance . Mostly he was just perfect . One thing she told me is that he only isn’t perfect when he is always late to class . She smiled. Class was over , and me and Denise were the last to get out . She went in a different way to go to her friends , but i was cool with that. I went to my locker, only 10 minutes till the next class. I bumped into someone while walking,trying to find Nikki. “Hey watch it” I shout, picking up my books from the ground. “Wow,someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this mourning.” I looked up as if I knew his voice . It was Mason . Everything,blured out for no apparent reason . “Look,sorry do you need help” he asked. Wanting to say no, somehow the word Y-e-s came out instead. It was like I was hipnotized, by the way he just was. Last,thing I knew I’m walking to 2nd Class with him laughing. “Who are you” Suddenly, the fun stopped . “I’m Mason, sorry I bumped into you.I I” I slowly say it cool and we sit down . Not next to eachother but just close enough. Was I falling inlove? Or was this A dream again ? Or a speell ?
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