you had always had a crush on him.. but why wouldn’t you? he was tall, tan, with curly hair he played soccer for school and trumpet in the marching band he was the perfect guy you moved the end of your 8th grade year back to your home town after living in the place you moved from for 4 years. you would think some people would remember you but they didn’t it didn’t help you moved to the complete opposite side of where you grew up you had your band class with him there was really only 4 8th graders in your class. you, him, y’all’s mutual friend ariana and his friend carlos you had kinda thought but mostly hoped he liked you he would always get quiet and his friend would always mess with him but when the last day of 8th grade came nothing..

it’s now the end of july and you were going into freshman year you’ve been seeing him around and camp and would catch glances at him and sometimes would catch him looking at you. the feelings you had went away over the summer but you couldn’t help but feel some connection? tension? who knew

MONDAY JULY 31 7AM ———————————————— everyone was wearing jerseys from their favorite team you were wearing a (jersey here) and he was wearing a white PSG jersey and as you were sitting listening to your director you couldn’t help but glance at him