I stood at the front of my class, walking slowly and taking each step careful.
I could already hear my heartbeat getting louder with every move.
When I was almost close to the door, I stretched my hand to the doorknob. I could see my hands were shaking.
I wondered if I was walking into my own death sentence with the way my body was trembling. I opened the door but stood frozen at the front of the class. My legs refused to move forward—it felt like my shoes were glued to the floor.
"Wilson, get into the class and take your seat ,unless you don't want to take this test," Mr. Derrick deep stern words jolted me out of my trance .
My eyes snapped from my feet to look at Mr. Derrick, who was giving me a questioning look. I quickly moved my glued feet into the class. The next thing I knew, I was sitting at my desk with a paper and some questions that I swore _ and I will continue to swear that I'd never seen before.
I shook my head, turning to look around. Everyone else seemed busy, but only I was struggling—some were biting their pens, while others used them to scratch their heads.
I managed to answer some questions that Richard and I had already revised that morning. Somehow, the questions were simple. I answered the second page and half of the first when Mr. Derrick came to collect the papers. I was happy, so I joyfully skipped out of the class.
"I'm going to tell my friends and my brother that I'm not a knobhead!" I closed my eyes walking out of the class ,before I ran quickly down the hallway ,going to find my friend .
I was still running ,grinning from ear to ear when I collided into something that felt like a hard brick wall making me stumble backward .
Aaaah!" A shriek scream tore out from my lip _almost falling down, but someone caught me _ got to admit the person hand felt warm and strong.
I steady my breathing placing my hand on my chest before peeking one eyes open then the other _and as soon as I fluttered my eyes open _ I couldn't help the gasp that escape my lip .
My breath hitched as I stared in awe .
I never thought I'll find anything more beautiful—or should I say handsome—than the bag my mom bought me for my birthday, but this beat everything.
The boy standing here was beyond handsome, breathtaking if I may say .
My cheeks heated up bright red , when I locked eyes with him .
I wasn't much of an eye contact holder , but something about his eyes made me want to stare long , aside from that ,the way his hands were still holding my waist was so confusing .
His hair was a beautiful brown color, and he had a perm hairstyle. He had small beautiful brown eyes .
His was a little bright . I didn't think brown eyes could be beautiful, cause most would say the color blue was the best . But this was perfect . He was wearing a black t - shirt ,I guess ,with some write up on it something simple and a black bagged jean .
Typical boys style this days ....
I finally snapped out of my thought , looking at him closely to see the frown ...which I gotta to admit looked damn cute .
Clearing my throat , I slowly moved from his grip, while he pulled his hand back to his side ,trying to steady my heartbeat and also the stupid blush on my face .
I almost forgot we were in school and I was creating a scene like some k- drama movie in front of everyone . If not for the little frown on his face I wouldn't mind being in this position with him .... All day long.
But damn I gotta admit he was hot .
Geez !! What am I even thinking.
He slowly ran his finger through his hair pushing it backwards , only for it to setlle back on his forehead . And I couldn't deny it that was so lovely to look at .
I really got to ask , was this guy some secret model of some sort because if he wasn't, he sure need to be one .
He had a face that could ruin heart - I didn't even want to think about his smile ...how awesome it would be .
I cleared my throat thinking of something to say to clear the awkward silence between us and eventually ended up saying
"Sorry for bumping into you. I might have let my emotions stop my sight," . I tried hard to form something meaniful , but when I thought about it, "stop my sight" was kind of a weird phrase.
" Yeah , you shouldn't bump into people like that. You might injure yourself. " the boy finally spoke clearing his throat .
And ohh my good heavens ...I stopped my self from grinning like a fool at how smooth and perfectly deep his voice sounded .
" I am still talking and you aren't listening " he continued , placing two of his fingers on my chin , gently raising my face to look up at him.
He was kinda of tall , almost to my silly brother Richards height . I had to lay complains though, why was girls always built short .
At least most of them , but boys were usually tall . Take for instance, Richard is my junior ...and for goodness sake I only reach his shoulder ...a little actually.. somewhere close to his arm .
Not my best moment to admit ,but this guy was a little bit taller than Richard ,and there was literally no cure to this .
I don't even like heels , which was kinda of a problem ...maybe it would have added a little height to me ...I guess .
Except I want to end up with two broken teeth each day , then I'll pass that Idea.
My eyes went wide open ....did he say something cause I couldn't remember but the fact that he was touching me sent this jolt feeling through my body ...that well , I couldn't deny felt good .
"Hey," he said, waving while I smiled stupidly.
"Stop daydreaming. It's not good. Now, go on," he said as he moved to the side, giving me space to walk away. I bowed my head, about to leave, while holding my backpack. I turned to see him walking away, waving his hands without facing me, in a goodbye .
I muttered a "bye" before I left.
I skipped this time, my eyes wide open, spotting my best friend Clara as I quickly walked towards her . I didn't notice it that much far away but yeah she had a glare . A real deep one .
"Why are you glaring?" I asked biting ju lips with a frown . She sighed before leading the way to the school cafe .
We kept walking,while my thought drifted to that boy again , not knowing Clara had walked few steps ahead of me .
I bumped into Clara, who was now standing in front of me with a raised brow . I also raised my brow at her , cause the hell why was she glaring at me .
She snapped her fingers in front of my face. I slightly rolled my eyes, folding my arms across my chest.
"What's that for?" I asked as she rolled her eyes too.
I stared at Clara with wide eyes wondering what had gotten into her , cause she was acting weird.
She finally rolled her eyes resuming her stride to the cafe saying . "I should throw that question back at you. I've been telling you—or should I say asking you—about the food you're going to order when we get to the school cafe, but here you are, smiling at yourself like some stupid clown,"
"It's considered bad luck to daydream," she ended with a shrug before turning back to walk toward the cafe.
A frown settled ok my forehead . This was like the third person telling me to stop daydreaming. Either way, it didn't matter.
I don't think it would though , because it wasn't something relevant that was bothering me _ but someone .
I shook my head at my thought , but seriously if Clara was to know what or who I was thinking about , she would even urge me to day dream _ and maybe spice it up a little.
How is it a bad luck to day dream , I haven't even heard it before except today .
Yes I could say Richard and Clara planned this , or rather Richard learnt it from Clara _ but ken knew none of them ...at least to what I know .
I scoffed rolling my eyes , telling myself not to think too much about it .
"I was just thinking about something. Let's go and eat. I'm kinda hungry," I said, rubbing my stomach as I tried to pretend like I was hungry to change the topic.
"Sure, let's eat," she stared at me for a few minutes shruggjng nonchantly like she decided to let it be and am so glad she did .
We walked into the cafe , heading to the counter to order our food .
"So, how'd your test go? Badly?" Clara asked as she ate her burger, making me drop mine on my plate .
"You know, sometimes I ask myself when we became friends. I thought being my friend meant you'd motivate me, not demotivate me," I said, feeling a bit frustrated. First my brother, and now my friend.
"I can actually do both, sooo," she said, shrugging while I frowned at her, drinking my smoothie.
"So, why were you daydreaming? And just so you know, it was kinda weird," she said, sipping her small juice box.
"Um, nothing, I thought I explained that , and I thought you were dropping it ".
Clara snorted so hard she almost choked on her spit . " The heck , you believe I would buy that , you said you were thinking about something, you didn't specify. Beside that , when have I ever let things go".
Never I answered the question in my head staring at Clara with a dead expression.
"It's cute when you try to hide things from me," Clara said, finally laughing before she turned serious .
"If there's nothing like you claim, then I'm sure it won't be a bad idea , if I say we should take you to the school's clinic," Clara said, moving her face closer to mine while raising both her eyebrows ,moving them up and down.
"I think you're the one who needs a counselor," I said, pushing her face back to its normal position.
"Okay, quit with this whole thing. You're getting me bored now.
Firstly, you should know that you're bad at lying, just like you're bad at relationships. Everyone knows that. Secondly, you didn't even try to hold my gaze when you were saying all that trash. " She said In two breath , before taking a sip from her juice , while I just stared at her with wide eyes .
She caught me though .
Then she continued . " Don't get me started in how to lie . I taught you the first lesson in lying: you need to keep eye contact. I tell Richard lies _ that he looks good in a clown's costume and he believed . Whenever we go to the park,he always wear one until now , cause he is all grown up and all ." Clara said biting her lip to stop herself from laughing . I chuckled loudly at what Clara had said .
Richard was too dumb to even notice . And then she was trying to teach me how to lie , did she even know how that sounds.
Clara wasn't done with her long speech as she continued again .
" But it still worked when he was a little kid, and guess what? He never found any ulterior motive. And last but not the least , you're sipping an empty juice box," Clara pointed to my juice box. I removed the straw from my mouth with pop rolling my eyes sky high.
"Okay, the reason Richard believes you is because he's madly in love with you," I said rolling my eyes again .
"What can I say? People fall in love with me when I'm not even trying," Clara said, placing her elbows on the chair and using her palms to support her face. She stared at me with a serious intense expression.
She definitely wasn't letting this go . I had this urge to stand up from the table and go somewhere else , but that won't solve anything , Clara knew my house and where I stay ...and once she set her mind to knowing something, she would never let it go .
"Okay fine , I saw this cute guy, and he caught my attention. And other things happened, so that might have led to the whole blushing thing," .
"So you mean to say you met this guy? Does he have a name?"
She asked, and I shook my head.
"Is he here?" Clara asked. I turned to scan the room for a few minutes. The student in the cafe today was plenty , so , it took me a few minutes for me to spotthe brown-haired boy, and he was with a few other guys discussing about something.
You know I didn't notice him earlier , if I think of it ,I don't think I have seen him before too .
"That's him," I said, pointing at the boy. I turned back to Clara, who had her mouth open in surprise.
"You mean Ken? Like that? So cool!" Clara said making me blush as I tried to keep a normal expression.
"I didn't know he was famous enough for you to know his name is Ken," I said, as Clara nodded her head.
"Come on, who doesn't know Ken? He's a new student who started last two week. I guess you might not have realized it ,since you had a very poor attendance for some time now " she puased giving me a knowing look which I rolled my eyes too . Things really change, you know, " she ended with a small smile ,dragging her eyes away slowly from the boy named ken back to me .
She relaxed her back on the long bench - chair thing , using her hand to support the back of her head .
"Maybe he likes you,"