Porter drove me to school. As a matter of fact, he also cooked me breakfast. He even printed my paper and I was so surprised when I saw it on the breakfast table, enclosed in a white folder.
I was all smiles as I walked inside the campus. I have never felt this way before. I feel so light that I feel like I am walking in the air.
“Hey,” I heard Jasper’s voice. He’s walking towards me with books in his hands.
I smiled back at him. “Hello,” I told him and then I remembered what happened in the café last night. “I’m sorry about last night…” I said.
Jasper stared at me intently before shrugging. “No biggie, Graziella.”
I smiled wider. “Are you on your way to class?” I asked.
“Yes. I just bought a folder for my paper.”
I nodded.
“Are you done?” he asked.
I smiled and nodded. “Ye
