Torrence flipped through the book, not really paying it any attention, instead his gaze landed on Tamica Johnson. His heart raced a little. He looked around to see if anyone was looking at him. He whispered to himself "Today is the day," and "It's now or never." Among other personal mantras in hopes to attain the courage needed. Quietly placing the book in its spot on the shelf, he began to walk her way. He started out in a slow, purposeful stride. His palms were sweating, and he forgot what to do with his hands. The closer he got to her, the more his legs started to shake. Though thankfully, not visibly. Halfway to her, Torrence's gait got faster. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, it was about to pound out of his chest. He ran his fingers
