"S-sure..."

"S-sure..." you stutter out, not really thinking about what you just said as you just want to leave as quickly as you can. He smiles as he holds your hand and kisses it. "I will be there. I won't let any guys ruin your innocence," he says seriously with a straight face.

Oh god, what did you just accept? You don't know, but you can't help but feel giddy. Plus, he doesn't know who you are. He thinks that you are a completely different person. Before he can flirt with you more, his football mates approach. "Who's this cutie?" they say, looking at you.

You can't handle this anymore and quickly run away towards your locker. In the distance, you hear someone say, "Come on, guys, you scared her off."

Oh god, they mistook you for a girl. You feel happy about it. Maybe you're dreaming right now, but you know you aren't, and this is reality, and you like it.

You can't wait to see your friend's reaction, so you quickly make your way towards your locker.