I went home and called my bestfriend who had went to another highschool. We both talked about our first days. As she told me all about her teachers and classes, I told her about that girl. She asked me what her name was, maybe she knew her, and I couldn’t give a name, but that’s only because when she told the teacher, she was so nervous and scared that she mumbled. I told her all about what she looked like, and I told her how much I couldn’t stop staring at her, after awhile we hung up the phone and I continued thinking, damn I’m lucky to have seen a girl like her. Unfortunately she was only in one of my classes. But oh well! She’s still there in front of me, and I love it. Maybe tomorrow I’ll be lucky enough to get to know her name, maybe..