The class went so slowly. I was drowsy, but I tried so hard not to sleep in the classroom. Knowing how Marco loved learning, I wanted to study better too. His staring that expressed his adoration to me was something I wanted to keep for myself.
I started accepting that I was beautiful in his eyes, that he wanted me in his life. Yet not only for my outer look but also I was longing for him to love and be proud of me, the entire of me. My wandering mind worked while my hand also wrote what my teacher wrote on the board to my book.
“Okay, class, next week we will have a quiz. It is a preparation for your middle test. Study well!” After that, the school bell was ringing. Some of my classmates sighed happily to hear that.
I put my books and my stationery back in my bag. Jess was ready to
