I waited patiently, but the way my foot tapped on the floor said that was a lie. Still, I waited. The last bell of the day, the bell for those that had been given de-tention, would soon ring and Anita's time in detention would be over. I'd made sure mine would be the first face she saw as I waited at the door.
I'd left my own class early, after the teacher left when she was called to the office. I had to see Anita, see her face. I wasn't disappointed.
When she came out of the door her face scrunched up in the cutest way and her jaw dropped. I have that effect on people, what can I say? Anita was good though, and the shock was quickly replaced with a grin.
The difference from when we first met to now was so huge; I unconsciously smiled back.
"Hey," she said, walking over to me. "What are you doing here?"
Her curly red hair was in a pony tail on top of her head, soft, glossy curls caught my attention before I glanced down to see those eyes of her smiling up at me.