:-: Checking Notes :-:

One thing she did, was keep to her word. Even though she wished on her life that she hadn't written that note, what's done is done, and she exited the classroom with full intentions of meeting him at the lockers.

Which is exactly what she did. Everyone else had vacated the hallways, in a mad dash to get to the lunchroom, so it was just the two of them. Alone.

She felt more flustered than she ever had. His shining brown eyes stared at her, as he approached her. With each step he took towards her, it seemed as if her heart accelerated, and her face turned a new shade.

To an outsider, she supposed it might look like a predator stalking its prey situation, but all in all, it wasn't. His eyes had a curiously glint to it, and when he stopped in front of her, his head cocked to the side in an inquisitive manner.

She fought the want to hide, or run away.

She fought it with all her heart. Because that was the only thing wanting her to stay.

"Hi," she muttered, looking at the ground, trying not to squirm under his silent gaze. When she looked back up, his eyes were downcast on the ground as well, a light shade of pink spread across his cheeks.

He leaned up on the lockers adjacent to her, his hands shoved in his pockets. She looked at him, taking in all the small details, ranging from his black hair that was slightly spiked up, to his dark blue glasses in his bag that he managed to look cute in, but wasn't wearing at the moment, to his red and black sneakers on his feet.

Her eyes trained on the ground, before flickering up to his eyes again. She stared into them, trying to calm her racing heart, before she uttered a single word, almost so quiet, she couldn't even hear it. "Yes."

Even though it was quiet, relief suddenly spilled through her, and she realized, she had finally admitted it. Not just to him, or anybody, for that matter, but herself.

She blushed, looking at the ground, when she realized he had heard her yes. The entire atmosphere of the hallway seemed to change after she did; it was more… calm. Peaceful.

Maybe it was because she couldn't hear the thundering of her heart in her chest any longer.

He stepped even closer to her, a small smile curving upward on his lips. Then, he took a piece of paper, neatly folded, out of his pocket. He unfolded it, smoothed it out once, and held it up for her to read.

She grinned up at him, shyly, and grabbed a pen from her bag. Taking the slip of paper from him, she flattened it against the lockers, quickly writing a small mark on it.

After that, she capped her pen shut, turned around with a smile on her face, and handed the note back to him. His eyes glanced at it, brightening as he saw what she had scribbled on it.

"Lunch?" he asked, in his slightly husky voice, a smile on his face. She nodded softly, and they walked into the lunchroom. Right outside the double doors, she grasped his hand tightly, surprising both him and her.

But he held her hand, his larger hand gently caressing hers.

Together, they walked into the cafeteria, hand in hand.

'Will you go out with me?' The note had said.

And she had checked yes.