A Wired Romance

They all come in at once, loud and obnoxious. They sit down and talk until the bell rings and they leave just as fast as they come leaving only empty chairs and silence.
Oh, how I envy them! Free to leave when the bell rings. Not stuck like I am. How I long to be one of them, free to roam, free to experience the world. But I am forever stuck in this classroom.
The next class files in just as noisy as the first.
There he is: Jason O'Herra. The most handsome boy alive. His girlfriend thinks so too. He is coming over and she grabs him and pulls him into a kiss. I can't help but be jealous. How I long for him to treat me the way he does her. I get hit by a wave of sadness.
Jason O'Herra. The way his name just rings. The way his brown hair sits perfectly, not a hair out of place. The way he taps his perfect fingers on my hard skin. Aww . . .
Today is the day. I've just decided, today is the day that I finally talk to Jason and tell him how I feel. He sits down right in front of me and his girlfriend leaves.
I allow him to log in and then I tell him, "Hi, Jason."
He screams and jumps up. I guess I should of expected this sort of response.
"Mrs. Yelop, someone's messing with my computer!" he yells. I quickly close the text that I had put on his desktop. Like I said, I should of expected this response.