kiss the girl
A few minutes later, I approached my classroom to find the door closed. I peeked cautiously through the narrow window on the door to see what Mr. Lester was doing. If he hadn't already started the lesson, maybe I could just sneak in and slip into my seat, my lateness going undetected...
Just then, the door swung open and I stood face to face with my teacher himself. I blinked rapidly in surprise.
"Miss Sykes, how kind of you to join us for class this morning," Mr. Lester boomed, his voice loud and sarcastic. I fought an eye roll.
"I'm only two minutes late," I protested weakly, already predicting his next reply.
"Two minutes is late enough, and I'm sure you know what that means," he continued. "It means you're not welcome in my class until you have gone to the front office and attained a tardy pass. Now go." I groaned inwardly, rolling my eyes now as I turned away and headed towards the office.
A moment later, I stood at the front desk, waiting while the office attendant talked to a boy that had been there when I entered. After they discussed whatever it was they were talking about for a few more minutes, the boy stood aside and I stepped forward to ask for a tardy pass.
I casually glanced at him as he stuffed some papers into his bag. How was it possible that I hadn't ever seen him before? He was tall and lean, with messy blond hair and slightly angular features. I guessed he was either a sophomore or junior... Either way, I should have known him. I hurried the attendant along, giving her my teacher's name, the time, and the other information to fill out the pass as quickly as possible. I was hoping she'd be done soon enough so that I could be on my way, and maybe catch up with the boy as he left the office.
The door was swinging shut behind him as I took my pass and ducked into the hallway. I saw the boy walking away, just ten feet in front of me, if not less. I quietly cleared my throat and gathered my nerve, before calling out to him.
"Hey."