it was the last period of class, history, the teacher didn't really care what you did in class, as long as you finished the notes. The boy you liked had that same class with you and as usual, you would stare at him since he sat in front of you it was easy.... sometimes you liked to follow him home and watch him, there was just something about him that you can't resist, you were sitting behind him and you had finished the history notes so you were just admiring him from behind where he sat