He walked through the door wind blowing his hair back. The scent of axe cologne hit me like a baseball baller hitting a ball. “He is fine” my friend said. “He is so fine ” I said biting my lip as he walked pass us.

My friend and I are walking down the hall to our next period class. She points and says “Look she is  coming in our direction.”  And there she was walking down the hall. As she walked pass me I gave her the glare of death and nudge her with my elbow. She stumbled a little and kept walking down the hall.