So, I'm Nathan Evans. I'm 17 and a Junior at Hamilton. I haven't really been here long. You know me, but you don't really know me. I'd like to keep it that way.Nathan looked a bit confused as he realized what Della meant. “Don’t worry about me, I don’t want you to do anything, but enjoy yourself.” He said, taking her hand and lacing their fingers together. Nathan wanted nothing more than to be with Della, to make the evening that much more special for her.
Della smiled. She yawned a small yawn. Getting tired. The warmth of Nathan’s body was comforting. She kissed him once...
Nathan held onto Della tighter, hoping he wasn’t squishing her to death. He had never known such a connection to someone...