I eagerly waited for either of our names to be announced.
Only two sections were left. I could be in either one.
D - section names were going on when I heard the teacher call out his name.
I instantly crossed my fingers and started to pray to God to put me in the same class as him.
I felt like Harry Potter...looking at the sorting hat ( in this case the teacher) and asking to be put in Gryffindor instead of Slytherin .
But alas....
I was no Harry Potter and the sorting hat didn't listen.
My name was announced in the E - section.
Beside me my bestie - Venessa - screamed in joy, for the two of us were in the same class for the 4th consecutive year.
I could hardly manage a smile.
I looked in his direction and was not surprised to see him looking back at me. With a sad smile - or maybe I was so sad that everything looked gloomy to me - on his face he nodded at me.
Without replying I turned my back to him and sighed.
I felt disappointed that even after 3 years of waiting I couldn't be in the same class as my first crush.