Literature
Senior Year
Tom Downing couldn't believe his luck. Amidst the drone of their English teacher's introductory lecture, he discreetly glanced to his right, pretending to be looking at something at the wall.
Sitting there in the desk right next to him was probably the best seatmate he'd ever had in all his years at Summer Highhis long time crush and (Tom admitted) fantasy, Gretel Humphrey. He had never once been her classmate since she transferred here in their freshman year, and now in their senior year here she was, and right next to him too! She was beautiful as ever, probably even more so. Her slightly fly-away blonde hair reached past her shoulde