Whoa, fucking hell, guys… Guys… GUYS!
You read the title right; we spoke a lot today :o
I said morning to her as I walked in while she was on duty and then I went to the study room early as my session with the year 7 form I’m looking after finished. Up there, we talked before she went to teach her class, and before I had my first free :)
Just us, no one else. She laughed, I laughed. She makes me happy. She smiled, so I make her happy. I can live with that. Then the bell went. ”You have so much to carry, miss, do you want a hand?”
She turned back and smiled. ”Nah, it’s okay… Thanks, though. You’re a sweetheart.”
I’m disappointed she said no, tbh. ”Aw, okay. At least you can’t say I don’t offer to do anything around here.”
H laughed. ”I’d never dream of it.”
I joked about my mum saying I do fuck all, and we both laughed and she said see you later.
At second period, I went to my first class, and saw her coming in the corridor so I lingered in the doorway, and smirked and said “Hello, again.”
This was it;
She looked at me, smiled so brightly, whispered “Hello,” and looked ahead, still smiling and her cheeks went slightly red.
Oh my fuck, I can’t even. It happened this morning and I’m still reeling.