I don't think I've ever fallen asleep in a class until today, and I mean like ever. Even when we had nap time in pre-K I think I stayed awake the whole time. I was just so tired from dealing with Michael last night, I couldn't help it. I mean it was so bad I was still rubbing my eyes at lunch.
"Well someone's a big sleepy head." I yawned as Michael sat next to me. It's your fault. "Let me guess, my fault?" he said I looked at him and nodded. Even though we had spent more than the seven school hours together, I still hadn't opened up much. I opened my lunch and started to eat, and as usual he stole one of my sweets. "You should stick to sweets, they are far better than your main course." he said eating one of my creme puffs. I glared at the red headed boy.
"So moody. It's cute." there he goes with that flirting again. I rolled my eyes, but I felt the butterflies in my tummy. "I see we're not talking today. You know yesterday you had a lot to say." he nudged my shoulder with his. "Yesterday I wasn't sleep deprived." I grumbled. "How do I have anything to do with your sleep schedule? Unless you were up late last night thinking of me?" his voice was flirty and suggestive, and it made me wanted to punch him in the gut a thousand times.
I reached over to my blue backpack and pulled out a neatly printed study sheet. "No but I was up creating this for you. You're a lot farther behind than I originally thought, so I need you to go over whatever you can over the weekend. If you can't get to it, it's fine. I don't necessarily care." I said in a rather serious tone, to make it friendly I smiled at the end.
He grabbed the packet from me and schemed it, then he glanced up at me one eyebrow raised. "You say you don't care, but you were up all night making this? I don't know how people can't see how nice you really are." he said eyeing me. I couldn't stop the butterflies, someone was actually paying attention to me for the first time in a long time. I went back to my lunch brushing him off, as he put the packet in his book bag.
"I'll take a look at it tomorrow, I would do it tonight, but I'd like to take you out." he said, his words didn't click for a minute. I looked at him shocked. "What?" I said through a creme puff halfway in my mouth. He looked down then back up at me. "Should I take that as a no?"
I swallowed the creme puff and took a while to think. "I don't know Michael." I said and he was still smiling. "Don't worry it's fine. You're gonna say yes one of these days." he said hopeful, he stood up, grabbed his bag, smiled at me once more and walked away. I sat confused as to what just happened.