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Love at First Sight Essay

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My first 3 months in the community were so boring, because I needed to stay inside our house and take care of my baby sister while my mom and dad were working. Now that the school year was about to start, I felt so excited to have new friends. I hope that this school year would not be bad as I think it would be.
It was my first year at Macrovan High School in Smilven, England, a spacious Catholic school. I look around me and I see everyone busy doing something with a purpose. I don’t know anyone, I feel so lost and insignificant. This new school has 3 buildings. All I have right now with me is a timetable to guide me through this massive campus. My first class is in the east wing and I’m near the west wing. I have five minutes to get…show more content…
His looks really caught my attention. He was a pretty tall guy probably around 6 feet, muscular, and handsome. I was already running late, but luckily the teacher wasn’t there yet. The teacher introduced himself and took attendance. Considering that I was dreaming of my knight in shining armor that I had just seen in the hallway, the teacher had to call my name three times before I responded.
Surprisingly, a student entered our room; it was the same guy I had seen earlier. He walked in with an air of confidence as he spiked up his dark brown hair, then sat beside me. This really shocked me. Gosh, is this real? I could not pay attention to what my teacher was discussing for the rest of the period because of him. Five minutes before the period ended, I excitedly said with a lower voice, "Hi, I'm Lauren." He stared at me and he removed one of his earphones and said "Oh hey, my name is... Jonathan Lemuel." He hesitated. "But my friends called me Lem" he added and smiled. It was the first time I had confidence talking to a guy I liked. "What's your next class?" I asked, he answered quietly "Math" and he started packing his things. We did not have enough time to talk because we only had few minutes to go to our next classes, unfortunately, not in the same class. Since then, I couldn’t stop thinking about our conversation, although it was a "Hi and Bye" situation.
Later that day, I kept on looking at the students going inside our classroom hoping
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