Barrett Nolan. You always thought he was out of your league; but lately, he doesn’t seem too far off from you. He asked for your number recently on a note during class, and you gave it to him. with a smile on your face as you left class. After a little bit of texting, he asked to call you tonight. You said yes since you were cleaning your room and wanted some kind of entertainment, and he was driving home from soccer. … How have I not seen this girl my entire life? I only ever started noticing her since she was in math and German with me. But how have i never payed attention to her?

Shes hot— like, ungodly attractive. She’s not tall either, making her kinda cute. But god, she seems funny as hell. Even over text I was chuckling, but when I see her with her friends, they’re always laughing their asses off together. I’ve had a couple talking stages, but i’ve mostly spent my time with my boys my whole life. I asked her to call as I drove home from soccer (even though I don’t technically have my license yet, my parents don’t care since I’m a good driver.) I’m sweaty as shit, but I think girls find it hotter when guys have wet hair and look a bit sweaty and disheveled. I ain’t complainin. I press the call button on my phone under her contact, a smirk on my face … Your hair was down, you had an oversized tshirt on that went a little bit past your shorts.

Your phone begins to ring, and the contact shines “BARRETT N.”