Start of a new year, just great. Another boring old year, same old, same old. Nothing new to spice things up, I sat with my fist hold my face up. Miss Cheerilee stood in the front of the class, welcoming in a new year and that’s when she walked in.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her, those alluring green eyes, that hair a mix of purple and pink, I smiled like an idiot when I first saw her and I just couldn’t help it. I just wanted a taste of those sweet lips, I think I love you.
“Hi I’m Sweetie Belle" She had the voice of an Angel, while she waved nervously.
“My parents, sister and I just moved here so yeah"
“Thank you Sweetie Belle, there’s an empty seat next to Scootaloo.”
I tried my best to hide my joy, she sat next to me and smiled. I smiled back at her.
“After class I could show you around.”
“Really! That’s so nice of you, does that mean we’re friends?” She question in a cutely manor.
Ouch, friendzone hurts, I keep my smile up. “It sure does.”
Sweetie Belle wrapped me in a warm hug, it felt like touching a cloud, she let go and blushed in embarrassment. I held my tongue on how I felt about all this, I just sat bored once again, but this time my eyes kept drifting over to her.
The bell soon rang, the class all left in a hurry. Sweetie was next to me while we walked down the hall. I turn to see Sweetie cheeks burning in a blush, I couldn't help myself from smiling.
Until I noticed that her attention was on, Rumble (disgusting.) He pushed me out of the way, a cross my arms, giving off a sour expression. Sweetie let a giggle, when Rumble kissed the back of her hand. My eye started twitching, him giving her a wink, that was it. Rumble has to die now, boo hoo. I surely miss him.
I pushed Rumble out of Sweetie’s site. He glance at me, which I returned. Sweetie just seem confused on why the two of us were glaring each other down like a Western Showdown.
I grab her hand, leaving Rumble in the hallway, his arms folded, I smirk at knowing at he wouldn't have a second with Sweetie Belle while I’m next to her.
“So is he like your boyfriend?” Sweetie asked, I was so glad that she didn’t see my shocked expression.
“What no, that's ridiculous!” I cried out
“Oh, so he single?” Sweetie said, with a smile and red blush.
I grip my hand into a fist, but then just stopped. I turn to look at the beautiful girl, she titled her head.
“I like you, Sweetie, not friend like, I love you. I want to go on a date with you, hold your hand while you walk next to me.”
She just looked away, but gave me a kind smile.
“That’s really nice of you. I just don’t like girls like that, I don’t mind being your friend. But I don’t think we’ll be anything more.”
“As long as get to see you, being your friend is good enough for me.”