Being in French class was probably the worst thing that could happen to you, not because you were bad at that language but because the teacher didn't stop joked about stupid things and to finish he was also very demanding with the assignments even when he wasn't teaching good.

but there was something that saved it and made it worth being there.

"Jackie Taylor?" When you hear that name you come out of your thoughts and notice how she was just a few centimeters away, right next to you.

"Here!" she spoke turning to look at you for a few moments and gave you a smile before looking back at her notebook. Had what you thought had happened? clearly yes

Because yes, the only good thing about that class was that you had Jackie as a classmate. They couldn't blame you, she was pretty and kind to those who deserved it but there was a problem. She had a boyfriend. You couldn't allow yourself to fall in love with someone with a partner and even knowing that if she didn't have one, she would never pay attention to you, because come on, you were totally different.

She was the captain of the soccer team so she had many friends and you only had acquaintances. She went out to party and you preferred to stay home. clearly opposite poles.

Also, you had only talked to her because of Lottie since sometimes you stayed at her practices as a good friend and during that Lottie helped you talk to Jackie but nothing worked or so you thought since in every class Jackie always gave you smiles and her look left you clearly confused as you didn't know what was behind it, love or just friendship?.

but for now you were just content with being her classmate and that's all.