13-Everyone Has a Story

The next day, we went back to our old ways. And by that, I mean, me jumping on his back and him giving me piggy rides.

I grabbed my stuff from my locker and then we walked hand in hand to our next class. We took a seat and then he interlaced our fingers. I smiled at how perfect our hands fit together.

"So, for our date, I thought we should have a picnic by a lake. It's an hour drive but the place is worth it."

"I think it sounds perfect. I'll make sure to bring cookies." I smiled as he chuckled.

He pecked my lips and then the teacher entered the classroom.

After classes were over, I pinched his arm, all this seemed surreal.

"Ow!"

"Sorry, I just feel like I will wake up any minute." I sighed as I rubbed his arm.

"I think the pinching is the other way around, and you're very awake." He smiled.

"That's good, cause I'm having a great time dating you." I said as I interlaced our fingers while walking out of the school. "You make me happy."

"Me too, you're one of a kind, little monkey." He