13 June 2003

With his cheeks painted red, Alex watched you carefully. On the one hand, you were embarrassed, but his expression of a helpless puppy made your heart beat. You didn't know what to do and neither did he as he stared at you, his eyes falling into yours and then going to your lips, and then sinking back into your eyes, melting sweetly. You would never have expected that the most nerd and shy boy in school would be so...special, to you.

The point was that you hated each other so much at first for stupid reasons and you didn't know what you felt at the moment. Your bodies close together and his hands, awkwardly, searched for their place. You took courage and put your arms around his neck. His hands found your hips and he dragged you to him, his nose touching yours. You were dying to kiss him and you didn't know where that feeling was coming from, but it was there and you hated it.

The truth was that you weren't more popular than him, that is, not in a good way. You were also quiet, you got bad grades and yes, a disaster. But he was better and for that you were a little jealous, even though when he grew up he wanted to work in the sports field, he was terrible at physical education.

Alex fought hard not to kiss her, she was his enemy and he didn't do those things. He didn't date random girls. But he knew she wasn't a stranger. "Alex!!" Matt shouted, happy as ever and the two quickly broke away, Alex still sweating from all the singing and dancing. Yes, they had tried to form a street band and the little habitants of Sheffield didn't mind, they actually liked them.