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have caught my attention. She’s sitting with them crossed and is bouncing her foot. Today, she’s wearing an oversized green sweater dress that falls off her left shoulder, a pair of grey leather leggings that cling to her perfect legs and a pair of green ballet flats that keeps slipping off her heel as she bounces her foot.

    “So Linc, what do you plan on doing with yourself after graduation?” Mrs. Mandevers asks.

    I know the answer to this. I’ve already decided to enlist after graduation, but because I’m so mesmerized by Wyn’s legs, I answer with. “I don’t know yet.”

    “Well with your grades, I’d suggest college. If you added a few extracurricular activities or community service, you would have a good chance at some scholarships.” Mrs. Mandevers jumps all over helping me figure out my life goals.

    “Sounds good.” I answer, still not focusing on the conversation.

    “Great. Here, take these.” She hands me a stack of applications and I look at them confused.

    “Wyn, could you please join us in here.” Mrs. Mandevers calls. I watch as Wyn gets up and comes into the room to take the seat beside me.

    “What’s going on?” I ask, truly confused and nervous now. I should have paid attention.

    “Lincoln Tatman, this is Arwyn Scott.” Mrs. Mandevers introduces us.

    I look over at my dream girl, who seems to be just as nervous as me, and stick out my hand. “Hi, call me Linc.”

    She looks at my hand for a moment and then tentatively places hers in mine and shakes it. “Call me Wyn, please.”

    This close, I can see her eyes are a bright green and they are framed in the thickest, longest black lashes I’ve ever seen. And somehow, I know they are not the fake kind girls buy. They are all Wyn.

    I smile at her and nod my head. I don’t want to, but I release her hand and turn my attention back to our counselor.

    “Wyn is very active in a local charity and helps out with tutoring here at school. I think she might be able to help you get involved in one or both of those. So you’ll have that to put on your college applications. Is that ok with both of you?” She looks between the two of us. I nod my head and I’m guessing Wyn nods hers because Mrs. Mandevers smiles at us both and continues. “This is great. If you need any help filling those applications out, come see me anytime. Linc, let me talk to Wyn alone for a few minutes. Then she can come out and you two can work out your schedules.”

    I stand up and walk out, closing the door as I do because I can tell they need privacy. I sit back down in the waiting area. My legs are bouncing up and down because I’m so nervous. I’m getting a chance to spend time with my dream girl, but now I’m worried I’m going to mess it up. I’ve never in my seventeen years been nervous around the fairer sex, but one brown haired, green eyed girl has me quivering like jello. And she’s only said four words to me.

    To pass the time, I look over some of the posters hanging on the walls. All of them are meant to inspire and encourage, but in reality, they come across as cheesy. When the posters don’t keep my attention long enough, I pull out my cell to check my email. There’s a new one from Dad and I open it.

    From: Andrew Tatman
    To: Linc Tatman
    Subject: Missing You

    Hey kiddo-

    Mom told me you got all A’s and B’s the first nine weeks and I can’t be prouder. I hear your cousin is being a pain, but try to ignore him. He’ll grow up eventually and when he does, he’ll regret the way he’s acting. Don’t let his childish behavior push a wedge between that special relationship you two have had since you were kids.

    Mom also said you brought up a girl the other day. If she’s caught my boy’s eye, she must be something special. You’re like your old man in that sense, not just any girl can turn a Tatman’s head. It has to be the really wonderful ones like your Mom. I want to hear all about her.

    I hope you’re taking good