I woke up the next morning, confused. Believe it or not, this boy wasn't in my room.
I frown at the empty space and bite my lip standing to brush my teeth. I try to keep my thoughts positive as I brush and move back towards the bedroom. I find Benjamin laying and I breath a mental sigh of relief.
"Sorry, I went to freshen up." He says and I eye his curls. No longer were they cute and falling all over his face. But they were flat on one side, and pointed in all directions on the other.
"Um. . i-its okay."
"Its my hair isn't it." He states and I try not to laugh. He sighs ruffling it and it surprisingly looks normal.
I join him on the bed.
"You're tall for a seventeen year old." He states and I scoff.
"Says the bamboo stick." He burst into laughter and I find myself smiling at the new
