My Love Story

It was a normal health day in November. After hunting season. Which meant the boy, probably the love of my life, was back from hunting for one and a half weeks. I'm not going out with him...yet. The teacher was talking about genetic disorders and a computer lab project and starting swimming on Wednesday. The hour was halfway done when she let us talk and work on the assignment. We talked for the most part.
My friend, Teren (guy I like) was talking to his friend Trevor about Call of Duty. I started talking to them about Medal of Honor: Rising Sun, an ancient game. Good thing they knew the game. Otherwise I would've looked like an idiot. I caught Teren staring at me. It was like his teal eyes could see right through me. I stared back with my greenish eyes. Trevor started talking about motocross to break the awkward silence.
"Dude I get to compete in the fair next year in motocross."
Teren said,"You mean supercross?"
"No...motocross."
"It's supercross."
"Teren, it's motocross," I said.
He just looked at me with a "Screw you" look
I gave him a "you would" look
The bell rang and I dashed for eighth hour art.