I can’t stop smiling. Today was the last day of school,

I can’t stop smiling.

Today was the last day of school, and as a tradition all the students (who are graduating – like me) bring in a school tee-shirt and get to have their shirts signed by their friends, classmates and teachers. So, of course I let all my classmates sign my tee-shirt.

When I arrived home a few hours later with my best friend, I asked her to see who had signed the back of my shirt and what they’d written. She then asked,

“Did anyone sign under your collar?”

I couldn’t remember anyone signing the underside of the back of my collar so, naturally, I said no. But then she lifted up the collar, then said,

“There’s a number!”

Someone had written their phone number on the underside of the back of my collar.

We wanted to call the number to see who’d written it, but my phone was out of credit.

So now, I’m sitting here, telling you, the witty people of witty profiles, about the unknown number written on my shirt.

I can’t help the buzzing feeling inside me.

And I can’t push away the feeling that someone actually likes me.

I can’t stop smiling.