Twelve Minutes First Person View

I was there at school, waiting for her to tell her the truth about how I felt about her. It felt like it was forever, but it was only 5 minutes. She came out of her class like a bee waiting to get out of the
beehive, but 5 minutes before she came out, I thought for about a couple minutes thinking back when I first had a real conversation with her other than in Algebra II class.
It was 2 weeks before winter break in February. I was reading Ranma ½(a manga) when I saw her in the corner of my eyes in a corner in the library doing spinach homework. …