“It’s official!” My mom screamed as she ran towards me and hugged me passionately. I had just changed my Facebook status from single to in a relationship. My mom was way too excited. “I am so happy for both of you! I am so glad that you guys decided to make it work.” In her eyes this was my first boyfriend…I didn’t tell her much. She had briefly met my new boyfriend at my sweet 16 and that was the most of their relationship.

I had met him in my sophomore chemistry class. Now that I am a rising junior it seems like it was a long time ago. His name is Tod Jones. He is tall, with big brown puppy dog eyes. It was not love at first sight. He had other sutors…and so did I. I was dating another guy named Jessie at the time, but he went to college and we stopped talking.

At first, we were just friends. My friend Mikaila really liked him, and she would have killed me if she knew what he and I were doing at the time.

At the beginning of the school year, Tod and I would occasionally share smiles and glances in class. We didn’t talk much. The only time we would really talk was if Mikaila was attempting to flirt with him. I felt kinda bad because this was the first time that a guy didn’t jaw drop at the sight of her.

One day she asked me to talk to him for her. I didn’t really know what to do, I wanted to say no because I didn’t really know him. “Why me?” I asked her. “Because you are good at talking to guys.” I guess now I only realize how little we knew about each other. Actually I knew more about her, because she liked to talk a lot. Mostly about her boyfriend, who lives in Ireland. It was a strange friendship, but we still had friend together. “I don’t really know him like that. It would be kind of weird just going up to him and start asking questions wouldn’t it?”
“So start a random conversation with him, I don’t know, just do it, PLEASE!!!!”
“Conversation about what?”
“Ummm…talk about baseball or something. He is on the team and they just won championships.”
“Uhhhh…fine!!! But you owe me big time for this!”
“Yeah, yeah. Now go!”
She ran gingerly away. I couldn’t help but think this was a trick, I don’t know why. I sighed and then went down the steps. We were at school. It was around 3:30pm so most of the big crowds had left by now. I didn’t know where to find him. Our school was so huge, and he might have already left. I was lucky enough to stumble by him at his locker. He smiled when he saw me and continued to put his books away. I walked up to him nervously. I didn’t understand why I was nervous. I had more guy friends than girl friends. He was pulling his jacket out of his locker when I reached him.
“Hey Scarlet.”
“Hey, um…I wanted to say congrats on the championships. I heard you won.”
“Thanks. I’m glad that all of our hard work was worth it. Even though my grades have dropped.”

I was surprised when he said this. Since we didn’t really know each other. We were just classmates. So why was he being so open with me?

“That sucks. In all of your classes?”
“No, so glad about that. Only French. It just doesn’t click with me. It’s all just gibberish to me.”
“I love French!” I said a little too loudly.