You were getting ready for english class, taking your books out of your locker.

It was just after summer, and you had a major glow-up.

Elijah and his friends were walking by when Elijah's eyes went to you.

You heard someone from his group say, "Yo, who's that chick?"

Elijah replied, "I think that's Rahima."

His friend said, "Who?"

Elijah sighed, annoyed, "That girl who- ugh, nevermind. I'm gonna go talk to her.'

Another one of his friends said, "Fine, meet us at 11."

Elijah gave them a dismissive wave of his hand and went over to you, not knowing you heard all of that.

At this point, you were a bundle of nerves. Why would he talk to a loser like you!?

He tapped on your shoulder, "Hey, Rahima right? Damn, you look different. In a good way." He said to you, his charm apparent.