...The Time I Spilled Water On My Crush's Notes...

So this happened last week in chem class. Mr. Thompson was droning on about some complicated thing with atoms and molecules that none of us understand, and we were all sitting there with our heads down trying to pay attention but mostly pretending to take notes... I caught myself doodling hearts around my friend Sarah's name instead... Sarah, the one with the long curly hair who sits in front of me. She’s always so put together and she smells like strawberries... Anyways, so there I was, daydreaming about Sarah, when our chemistry teacher starts handing out practice quizzes that would count as homework grade later this week. We all start scrambling to get paper from our binders while keeping an eye on him writing on the board... I’m just frantically trying to find a clean sheet of paper in my messy binder and not looking where I’m reaching... And then it happens, my water bottle spills all over the desk. I mean, everything goes everywhere, the quizzes Mr. Thompson is handing out, our pencils rolling off the edges... Sarah turns around with this horrified look on her face as her neatly organized notes get soaked too... Now everyone's looking at me and here comes the awkward part, Sarah has to move desks to sit next to someone else so she can study. I feel like an idiot... And now every time we pass each other in the hallway, there’s this weird look between us that says “I know you messed up my perfect life” or something... But honestly? It was just one of those moments when everything went wrong and I felt really embarrassed but it’s over with. So yeah, maybe I am a bit guilty for being clumsy but hey, at least now we have some inside joke to look forward to next time we see each other. And who knows, maybe this will make her appreciate me as something more than just the girl-next-to-me-who-doesn’t-talk-much anymore...