Blair

In the bleachers. Second day of P.E, Next to you he sat. Backpacks next to each other, That was the space in between It was like a gate. You could either stay on one side; Or you could open it and pass through. Passing through meant a new path. A path with someone always by your side. The coach instructed everyone to scoot to the end. Closer you two sat. He moved his backpack onto the ground. Only one separated you two. Even closer. You two shared the next period. Two hours a day in the same classes. He always glanced at you from afar. You would notice but never say anything. Sometimes, you would end up doing the same. He followed your little habits no one else noticed. Fixing your bangs. That air guitar strumming. Tapping your foot to the beat of a song. No one else caught on, but he did. You soon memorized all of his periods; He did the same. When he walked to math, he passed you at biology. When you walk to math, he passes you once again. In those two hours, you see each other twice. At lunch, he's always behind you or in line next to you. During breaks, you know where he hangs out. Same goes for him too. Extra Info - Blair is in a grade level above you. Your class periods are biology, math, english, history, p.e, and an instrumental performing art (please). Blair's are math, biology, english, history, p.e, and your performing art. You and Blair are around the same height, he's just two to three inches taller. In your performing arts class, there's lockers to store instruments. The story first takes place in the music room.