I overheard Clarissa and Cindy in the hallway, across from my locker.

“He’s perfect!!” Clarissa declared.

“Let me see Claire.” Cindy said. Then Clarissa showed Cindy a picture on her phone.

“Omg!!” Cindy praised. “Yes, Claire!! His eyes talk to me through his social media feed!!”

I wonder who got Clarissa’s attention like this.

“Peter is perfect. He can be my future husband. He can teach the kids how to play all the sports he knows now!!” Clarissa fantasied. I start to grow nervous, as I listen more to their conversation. Are they talking about Peter, as in me, Peter? I play sports. I just kept listening from my locker.

“Soccer, basketball, baseball, tennis, swimming” Cindy listed with excitement.

“Don’t forget that Peter also plays football.” Clarissa added.

Okay now I know there talking about me, I’m Peter and I play all those sports. You definitely cant forget football, I mean look at these biceps!!

“The list goes on, sista!! Peter is an angel.” Cindy mused.

Well now I’m curious what else there going to say about me. I’m going to turn my face into my locker so they don’t see me nervously blushing.

“Cindy, I heard he’s a big romantic and that he sweet talk his words.” Clarissa said.

“That’s not what I heard, Claire. I heard that he can’t even smile at a girl without wetting his pants. That’s why they call him, “Dracula,” every Valentine’s Day. Why would he bite that poor girl?she was only going to give him a hug.” Cindy laughed.

Forget you Cindy, I think as I remember that poor poor girl, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little. And a little too loud.

“Peter is that you?” I heard Clarissa ask. Dang, why did I have to laugh!!?

“No, this is George from... you know what? It’s none of your business.”

“ would you stop being such a girl, Peter? You know Clarissa likes you!! You know what I’ll give you guys some space, bye girl, call me later.” I heard Cindy’s footsteps getting further and further.

“It’s okay, Peter. Let’s take a walk.” Clarissa said.

I slowly closed my locker and held her hand.

“I love you, and I promise I won’t bite.” I joke.

“I love you too, Dracula.” Clarissa said