so during English me and my crush were partners for this poem thang and so for a second we were just looking at each other. I was tracing all the curves and ridges of his perfect face and then staring into his beautiful hazel eyes with wisps of eyelashes sticking out and curving around his eyelid. I smiled like an idiot and then he smiled like an idiot. We then started playing the “First-thing-that-comes-to-mind-game” and I was about to answer after he said “taco-bell” but all of a sudden he whispers really sexily “you have really pretty eyes” AND I DIED. MY FACE WAS BRIGHT ASS RED. Then he turned bright ass red and then we nervous laughed AND THEN WE JUST STARTED READING POEMS AGAIN.