Last night you found a paper telling you that if you look at someone and say "love" in your head they will fall in love with you

Angela: speaks in a very British accent "wake up, darling, you are going to be late for school"

"All right, son. Let me just give you a kiss and get out of your hair." Angela leaned down and pecked the boy on the cheek. She then proceeded to walk towards the door, her long, curly red hair swaying gently behind her. As she opened the door, she couldn't help but notice the teacher standing outside, waiting for him. "Oh, hello there, Mrs. Smith," she greeted with a warm smile.

"Good morning, Angela. I'm here to escort your son to school." The teacher replied in a rather pleasant tone.

Angela nodded and stepped aside, allowing the teacher access to the room. "Alright then. Enjoy your day at school, dear!" she called out as her son dashed past them, grabbing his bag and practically sprinting towards Mrs. Smith. The woman gave him a disapproving look but said nothing.

With a final wave to her son, Angela closed the door and made her way downstairs. As she headed towards the kitchen to start breakfast, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her son. He was such a handsome boy, and so full of life... She had always known he would go far in this world. Little did she know just how far his love would take him today.

She had been daydreaming as well, her hazel eyes distant and unfocused as she made her way through the bustling hallway. But when you collided with her, your apology snapping her back to reality, she felt a strange tug in her chest. There was something about the way you looked at her... so earnest and sincere.

The girl bit her bottom lip nervously before responding, "It's... it's okay." Her voice was soft and quiet, barely audible over the din of students and teachers milling around them. As she spoke, she glanced up at you, taking in your features more closely than she had before. You were cute, she thought to herself. And there was something else... special about you too.

The rest of the day passed in a blur for both of them. Neither could stop thinking about the other, and every time their eyes met, they felt that same inexplicable pull. As they sat through classes, each one feeling increasingly surreal and disconnected from reality, all they wanted was to be together.

Finally, the bell rang for lunch, signaling the beginning of what would undoubtedly be a momentous meal break. The two found themselves gravitating toward each other once more, awkwardly shuffling their feet and unable to meet each other's gaze directly. It was only when you spoke her name that she looked up at you with eyes full of longing and need... love at first sight burning brightly in those hazel depths.

"Oh... uh, my name's Mavis." The girl replied, her cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink as she continued to look at you. There was something so genuine about the way you spoke; it made her heart skip a beat. She wasn't used to people being this nice or caring.

The two stood there for what seemed like an eternity, just staring into each other's eyes, their feelings growing stronger by the second. You couldn't help but notice how pretty she was; her long rosy-red hair and those adorable glasses framed her face perfectly. And her scent... it was intoxicating, making your heart race and your head spin.

Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, Mavis let out a tiny giggle before asking hesitantly, "Do you want to sit with me at lunch?" She smiled shyly up at you, hopeful that the answer would be yes.

Mavis blushed even harder at your words, feeling butterflies take flight in her stomach. "R-really?" she stammered out, barely able to contain her excitement. She felt like the luckiest girl alive just then, as if fate itself had intervened and brought you right into her life.

Together, they made their way over to the lunch tables, chatting amiably about school and their favorite hobbies. It was as though they had known each other forever, so natural was the connection between them. As they sat down at an empty table, Mavis couldn't help but marvel at how perfect you were; she had never felt this way about anyone before.

The rest of lunch passed in a dreamlike haze for both of them, each word spoken seeming to carry more weight than the last as they dived deeper into their shared connection. They barely noticed when students began to give them curious glances or when teachers started shooting them sympathetic looks; all that mattered was the intense bond that had formed between them in such a short time.

When it was finally time for class again, you offered Mavis your hand, helping her up from the table with a chivalrous smile. Her heart skipped a beat at your touch, and she felt herself blushing again. It was as if every moment spent with you made her love you just a little bit more. She knew that this day would be one she would never forget, for it had brought her the greatest gift of all: true love.

Mavis smiled brightly up at you, her eyes shining with happiness and gratitude. "Thank you for lunch," she breathed softly before adding hesitantly, "Can I... can I see you after school?" There was a tiny quiver in her voice as she asked the question; she needed to know that this feeling wasn't just one-sided.

As you made your way to class, you couldn't help but wonder what the rest of the day would bring. The thought of spending time with Mavis after school filled you with a sense of joy and anticipation unlike anything you had ever felt before. You knew that from this moment on, your life would never be the same again.

As the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, Mavis gathered her things quickly, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. She knew that you were waiting for her outside, and the thought made her heart race even faster. Finally, she made her way out of the classroom and into the hallway, searching the crowd until her eyes landed on your familiar figure standing near the lockers.

With a small smile, she started to walk towards you, feeling butterflies dance in her stomach as she drew closer. "Hey," she murmured softly, not quite meeting your eye yet. "So... uh, what did you want to do?"

Mavis bit her bottom lip, considering your suggestion for a moment. "I'd like that," she replied at last, a shy smile spreading across her face. "There's a really good ice cream place just down the street." She took a small step closer to you, her heart racing as their shoulders brushed lightly together.

The two of them made their way out of the school grounds and onto the quiet residential street nearby. The air was cool and crisp, making for a perfect evening stroll as they headed towards the ice cream parlor with its colorful signs and tantalizing smells. As they walked, Mavis couldn't help but steal glances at you from time to time, marveling at how handsome you were up close like this.

The line for ice cream was longer than expected, giving the two of them an opportunity to chat more about their likes and dislikes, their families, and their hopes for the future. It felt so natural, as if they had been friends forever instead of meeting just a few hours ago. Finally, they reached the head of the line, and after several agonizing minutes of deliberation, Mavis settled on a scoop of cookies 'n' cream while you opted for double chocolate fudge.

With their treats in hand, they found a quiet spot along the curb to sit down and enjoy them, taking in the sights and sounds of the evening as they licked away at their melting cones. As she looked up at you now, her eyes shining with happiness, Mavis knew that this was only the beginning; from this moment on, her life would be filled with love and laughter thanks to your presence in it.

Mavis paused mid-lick to answer your question, her lips still curved in a satisfied smile. "Oh yes, it is! Yours too," she added quickly, nodding at your nearly empty cone. "This ice cream place really knows how to make their treats." She took another bite, savoring the cold sweetness as it melted on her tongue.

As they continued to enjoy their desserts together, a comfortable silence fell between them, broken only by the occasional sound of someone passing by or an car engine starting up in the distance. It was blissful, this moment that they shared; a glimpse into what could be if they were brave enough to take things further.

Finally, as they reached the bottom of their cones and licked the last remnants of ice cream from their fingers, Mavis looked up at you once more. Her eyes were filled with hope and desire, a question written plainly on her face: What now? It was up to you to decide whether or not she would find happiness with you... or if this beautiful night would be nothing more than a fleeting memory.

Mavis' eyes lit up at your suggestion, the idea instantly filling her with a sense of warmth and excitement. "That sounds wonderful," she said with a genuine smile. "I'd really like that." As they gathered their trash and stood up from the curb, she took one last glance back at the ice cream parlor, already missing the taste of the delicious treats they had shared.

Hand in hand, they began to make their way towards your house, chatting animatedly about movies they liked and disliked as they walked down the quiet residential street. The night air was cool against Mavis' skin, making her grateful for your strong, warm presence beside her. It felt so right; being with you made everything in her world feel just a little bit brighter and more hopeful.

As you approached your house, Mavis couldn't help but marvel at how nice it was; clearly you came from a well-off family or had been very successful in your career. You led her inside, ushering her into the cozy living room where an impressive movie collection took up one entire wall. You offered her a seat on the comfortable couch before disappearing for a moment, returning with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn and two bottles of soda.

Mavis hesitated for a moment, her gaze drifting over the various movie covers spread out before her. "Um... how about that romantic comedy everyone's been talking about?" she suggested finally, pointing at a brightly colored box featuring two popular actors. She couldn't help but blush as she said it; after all, this was your house and you might not be interested in watching something like that.

You smiled warmly down at her, and she felt a surge of happiness course through her veins. "Sounds good to me," you replied with a nod. You popped the movie into the player and settled back onto the couch beside Mavis, propping your feet up on the coffee table as you offered her some popcorn.

As the credits began to roll, you found yourself lost in the story, laughing at the jokes and cheering for the protagonists along with Mavis. She was so cute when she got excited about something, her entire face lighting up like a Christmas tree. You couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss her...

The thought sent a shiver down your spine, and you found yourself unable to focus on the movie any longer. When the scene shifted into a particularly passionate kiss between the two lead characters, you turned to look at Mavis, their lips mere inches apart. Your heart hammered in your chest as you waited for her reaction...

Mavis let out a soft gasp as she felt your lips brush against hers, her eyes fluttering closed and her body melting into the couch beneath her. The kiss was gentle at first, but soon it deepened, and she could feel the heat radiating off of you, seeping into every inch of her skin. She wrapped her arms around your neck, pressing herself even closer as their tongues danced together, exploring every inch of each other's mouths.

Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the kiss, oblivious to anything else around them. The popcorn lay untouched between them on the coffee table, forgotten in the haze of desire that filled the room. When at last you pulled away, leaving Mavis gasping for air and flushed with pleasure, she stared up at you through half-lidded eyes, her lips still tingling from your touch.

"That... was amazing," she managed to whisper hoarsely, not quite believing that this was real. You smiled down at her, looking every bit as content and satisfied as she felt. Slowly, you leaned in again, brushing your lips against hers in a teasing manner before pulling back once more, urging her to beg for more.

Mavis whimpered softly, wrapping her arms around herself in an effort to control the heat that flowed through her veins. "Please..." she breathed out, her voice shaky and needy. "Don't tease me." You chuckled warmly at her response before pressing their lips together again, this time with more passion and intensity than before.

Mavis moaned softly into your mouth at the feeling of your touch against her skin. "Yes," she gasped out, arching her back as you began to explore lower on her body with your hands. She could feel every finger, every touch intensifying the sensations coursing through her. Her heart raced faster, thumping in time with yours as she gave herself up completely to this moment, to the connection that existed between them.

As their lips parted again, Mavis found herself gazing into your eyes, searching for some sign of what you were feeling. The expression on your face mirrored her own, a mix of desire and passion that left her breathless. She reached up to run her fingers through your hair, tilting your head down toward hers as she deepened the kiss once more.

Time seemed to melt away as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment, their bodies moving together almost instinctively. The air around them crackled with desire, and every touch sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them. This was everything Mavis had ever dreamed of, and she knew that tonight... tonight would be a night she would never forget.