I had decided to focus, to stop galavanting around and become more serious in my studies. I stopped drinking, and got rid of all of the distractions that had been taking priority in my life. My grades were suddenly perfect and I was excelling in all of my classes. I thought I could get through the rest of this year without a single b! Little did I know my heart had different plans. My silly, romantic heart couldn’t just be happy with good grades and a full nights sleep. Dispite the sadness and heartbreak that had caused me to drink myself into a stupor after the last boy was done with my heart, as soon as my heart had gained even a semblance of wellbeing it had fallen again.

He was tall, about 6’2, and the star of the varsity soccer team. Olive skin but blue eyes and curly dark hair. He was funny in a sarcastic kind of way and top of his class. Exactly the kind of guy who I had no chance with. They always were way out of league. And so inspite of all my dedication and hardwork, I lay awake dreaming of a boy who would never notice me.

Except he did…