I didn't want to get up in the morning. I was a way too tired. Shawn walked me home again and went home by taxi after that. It was to cute that he did that all the time. I was tired, but I had to get up and get ready. When I arrived in school, I started reading. It was regular. Shawn came to school with his friends, but didn't bother me while reading. I just felt his look on me a few times.The lessons were boring, just the little sheets Shawn threw on my table made them funny. He wrote silly pick-up-lines on them. 'Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?'
'Are you a beaver? -Cause Damn!'
'I like legos, I know you like legos. Why don't we build a relationship?' 'Can I get your number? I lost mine.' I really had to laugh at them, because I couldn't imagine Shawn saying something like that seriously. He smiled at my quiet giggles.
After the lessons I went to my locker, being tired again and looking forward to the weekend. My hand still hurt, but it wasn't as bad as yesterday. Someone started leaning against the locker next to mine. I expected it to be Shawn...but it wasn't.