The morning after

I check my shirt once again. No spots, no stains..that's good enough. I comb my hair with wet fingers. I sniff my arm pits. They don't smell. I spray some deodorant on for a good measure. I check the sky outside- blue and bright, like the way I feel. Happy and light.
I check my hair. A bad hair day. I pull it back in a ponytail and look at my dress again. I smooth out the creases and wrinkles and wonder if  I should change my dress. I go back and forth on my accessories and decide that I am fine with what I have on. I look outside. I hum a tune.
The guys are in a huddle...they spot me coming and wolf whistle. They slap me on my backs.
The girls all ooooh me when I sit down. They wink at me and giggle. I feel one coming up myself but restrain it.
She is right in front of me. Her hair is one silky waterfall. Her earrings twinkle in the light. The teacher is talking something about calculus but who is paying attention. I wish hard to get her to turn and she does. A small smile.
He is behind me. I feel shivers on my back. I know he is staring at me. I turn and give him a smile. I feel different and yet the same.
I can't wait for school to be over so we can do it again...maybe recess.
I can't wait for school to be over so I can be with him again..I am going to the prom with him..
She is hot.
I love him!!