Later that Sunday night, Izzy lay on her bed, her phone buzzing with notifications. She had been texting Frank all day, unable to stop smiling. That day had been the best of her life, but also the scariest. The realization that she was now vulnerable, fully exposed in her feelings, gnawed at her. While she had been in relationships before, this was different—this was the first time *she* had been the one to confess. It was a strange new territory for her, as she was used to boys coming to her first, not the other way around.
As they texted late into the evening, Frank told her something that made her heart flutter. “Hey, tomorrow morning, me and the guys are gonna be sitting by the gym. You should come down and meet us.” Izzy stared at the message, her nerves tingling with both excitement and fear. She knew she had to go, but the thought of seeing him again in this new light made her stomach twist with anticipation.
That night, she could barely sleep. Her mind replayed every conversation they’d had, every joke they shared, and the moment when Frank had texted her saying he liked her too. It felt surreal, like a dream she wasn’t ready to wake up from. Yet, with all the joy came the creeping anxiety—what if things were different now? What if the dynamic had changed?
By the time her alarm blared at 6:00 AM, Izzy had already been lying awake for some time. She got ready quickly, her hands shaking slightly as she brushed her hair and grabbed her bag. Today felt different. She boarded the bus, her head resting against the cool window as she stared out at the early morning sky, her heart thudding in her chest.
When the bus pulled up to school, she felt the familiar mix of excitement and dread building inside her. She wasn’t just heading into another ordinary school day. She was about to see Frank again, but this time, as his girlfriend. It was all new to her, and she wasn’t sure how to handle it. As she stepped off the bus, she made her way toward the gym, her footsteps echoing in the empty halls.
Her heart raced faster with each step. The school was still quiet in the early hours, and the only sound was the faint hum of fluorescent lights above. As she descended the stairs leading to the gym lounge, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her nerves getting the better of her. She pushed through the heavy doors that led to the gym, holding her breath.
And then, she saw him. Frank was sitting with his friends, casually leaning back against the wall, laughing at something one of them had said. The moment her eyes landed on him, Izzy felt like her heart stopped for a second. Her pulse quickened with both fear and excitement, a dizzying combination that made her feel lightheaded. Frank hadn’t noticed her yet, but when he did, a grin spread across his face.
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“Hey, Izzy!” he called out, waving her over. His voice was warm, familiar, and suddenly, all her fears melted away. She smiled back, walking over to join them. The distance between them felt both incredibly far and way too close all at once. When she finally reached him, he stood up, slightly awkward but with that same goofy charm that made her like him in the first place.
"Morning," she said, her voice quieter than she intended. She glanced at his friends, who seemed unfazed by her presence. They nodded in her direction, welcoming her in without much fanfare. It helped ease her nerves a little.
Frank gestured to the spot next to him, and Izzy sat down, feeling a strange sense of accomplishment. She was here, sitting with him, in a completely new context. She wasn’t just the girl he talked to in passing anymore; she was his girlfriend. The thought still made her stomach flip in the best way possible.
They didn’t talk much at first, just exchanged a few glances and smiles, but that was enough. The air between them was charged with unspoken excitement, both of them fully aware of the new stage their relationship had entered. Even though Izzy had been nervous, the simple act of sitting next to him made her feel more at ease. Frank was still Frank—goofy, nerdy, and completely himself—and that comforted her more than she could have imagined.
As the morning went on, the nerves faded, replaced by a quiet happiness that bubbled just beneath the surface. For the first time in a long time, Izzy felt like she was exactly where she was supposed to be. And as the day unfolded, she couldn’t stop smiling, knowing that this new chapter with Frank had only just begun.
Throughout the day, Frank walked Izzy to every class. It was something she wasn’t used to, but it filled her with a quiet happiness each time they stopped at her classroom door. His presence next to her felt reassuring, even though they didn’t say much during the walks. They exchanged shy smiles, and every so often, he’d make a funny comment that would make her laugh. Despite the growing comfort between them, there was an unspoken tension. Izzy found herself wondering if he would hold her hand or if there would be a hug when they parted ways, but it never came. Each time they reached her class, they simply waved goodbye, and Frank would head off to his own.
When the final bell rang, Frank walked her to the bus stop. Izzy's heart raced with anticipation, hoping for something more—a hug, maybe, or the warmth of his hand in hers. But when they reached the bus, it was just another casual goodbye. She felt a slight pang of disappointment, but deep down, she reminded herself that they were both figuring this out. This was new territory for her, and she wanted to take things slow. As she climbed onto the bus, she couldn’t help but wonder what the next day would bring, unsure of how things were supposed to work but still excited about what was to come.