Section 2, Chapter 1

The note. that is all i can think about lately is the note. Three simple words is all it took and she has stolen my heart and swept me off of my feet. I Love You. I love you too. I knew I had to talk to her, and soon. When I saw her at the lunch table, my heart almost leaped out of my chest, but when annoying friends beat me to the table, my heart shriveled inside of my chest and the feeling of defeat swept over me. The next day, i succeeded in sitting alone with her. Although it was not easy, we were able to communicate for a few quick moments, and arranged our next meeting, in Victory Square. When I first arrived, I did not see her, and immediately started to doubt myself, thinking she was not even going to show, but then I spotted her. I waited for the exact right moment, and made my move. Because of the telescreens, we could not make any obvious displays of affection, but we briefly held hands for a couple of moments while mixed into a large crowd. She then told me when and where to meet her next, and, with a squeeze of our hands, we parted our to separate ways.