“Butterfly Kisses

you make me smile

you make me grin 

you make me feel like a little kid again” 

Were the words written in the notebook that sat open on Sherry’s desk in English class. Sherry is a shy, quiet girl in her junior year of high school. Her family had moved here to the big city three years ago before her freshman year started. Her class continued around her as she drew hearts on the page. She was thinking about her crush John instead of listening to Mr. Slade  give his lecture for the research essay.

The boy who came to mind made her blood get all warm and rush to her cheeks as she imagined his dreamy face in her mind he was beautiful in his own way but only Sherry really saw it. His name is John and he is the kind of guy most girls thought was average with his pale complexion and straight blonde hair as it has little life to it . Sherry has had at least two classes with John since freshman year and in every class he sat in front of her. This drove her crazy knowing that he was so close and that she couldn’t talk to him without feeling as if the world was spinning around her.

  They were interested in most of the same stuff, not that she had talked to him long enough to know first hand. She had only talked to him a hand full of times all of the years they had known each other. She froze at the sight of him and her knees went weak when she even heard his sweet voice. The sweet feeling of a three-year crush bubbled up in her and she smiled to herself.

The class started gathering their things around her and she looked up at the clock to notice that the had bell rang, while she was in her thoughts. She got up slowly and picked up her books and headed towards the door still feeling warm and excited. She was on her way now to lunch the same old routine… in the back of the cafeteria with her small group of friends where she sat silent most of the time unless they talked to her first. Sherry went to her locker  first to drop off her notebook filled with the poems she had written over time and a few journal entries about her lust for John in there.