I’m walking home from my afternoon real estate law class. It’s still warm out but not as hot as it has been. I’m wearing a cute floral sun dress with a navy sweater and cute brown sandals. I have my short hair half pinned up. I’m thinking about how much homework I have for the week and dreading it when I hear someone call my name. I look up to see Holden striding toward me. I instantly smile. There is something infectious about Holden and his good looks.
“Hi.”
“Hey I thought that was you. Are you headed home?” “Yeah I just finished my last class of the day.”
“Me too. I’ll walk you home.” He says as we begin our leisurely pace down the hill. “So how are your classes going?” I ask him. “Pretty good. I have this horrible chemistry class but other than that, I’m surviving.” He says with a heart-melting smile. “What about you? How are your classes going?” “Good actually. I thought I would be farther behind but I’m not surprisingly.”
