After school, I waited by the bus stand, hoping he would show up. Not to sound overconfident, but I knew he would.
"Ah, so you decided to make the first move. I like me a bold chick."
I turned around as I heard a boy speak behind me. Anthony? I was gravely disappointed as I stared at Anthony. No, not the Anthony I want. The other Anthony. Anthony f*****g Dean.
But what was he doing here?
Oh, no...my eyes were huge as I realized what happened. Someone passed my note to the wrong Anthony!
"Errm....there has been a misunderstanding," I smiled awkwardly.
"What do you mean?" Anthony looked confused. "This is your handwriting, isn't it? Hey, Anthony. Meet me by the bus stand after school. signed Summer." he read the note that he held in his hand. "And you are the only Summer in my class."
