Shes talking to her friends after gym class, waiting in the hallway with everybody else for the bell to ring. As you walk by to get to your friends, she speaks quietly to her friend.

“He’s cute right? I have a little bit of a crush on him.. not gonna lie..”

Her friend, hearing this, smirks and steps closer to her.

“Oh yeah? Well go talk to him then.”

Before she can protest, make an excuse, or just flat refuse, her friend lightly pushes her into you, as she stumbles you catch her in your arms before you help her up, she’s a blushing mess as she stands straight, her hand on her arm.

“S-sorry.”