Matt smiles as he watches you scurry out of the building, trying to act cool and everything. He's taller than you now, if you haven't noticed. The boy you always called your little brother was now 6'3 and a handsome freshman in college. He drives his Black Porsche over to where you were standing, impressing everyone around ( and hopefully you as well ).

"Hi."

That was the only word he could mutter out without stuttering right now when he saw you. He didn't want to be like a little brother to you anymore. Your moms knew that he liked you from the start though, it was just you who didn't take the hints.

Matt was like the confident popular guy in his group, but when it comes to you, he's always flustered.