Boy Trouble
Chapter 4

We were at my locker, putting my homework into my backpack. Cole kept staring at me. Every once in a while I would look at him. We would look into each others eyes for, like, ten seconds before I looked away. I kept bending down to pack my stuff and my bangs kept getting in the way. I tried to blow them out of my face, but they went back and bothered me more. When I reached to get my last folder, I felt a hand on my cheek. The finger moved the hair away from my eyes and tucked it behind my ear. I kept staring into space, completely frozen.
Bang!
I turn my head around to see Luis (the school's biggest blabber mouth) staring at us with his mouth hanging by his jaw. Cole and I just stared at him. Questions kept running through my mind. What was he going to tell people? How would people take it? Etc. Cole was about to say something, when Luis, grabbed his stuff that he dropped and sprinted down the stairs and out the door.