Niall walked into poetry and sat down. He looked at his surroundings. White walls. White tile floor. Dull.
"At least I won't get distracted" Niall though to himself as he set his notebook on the desk. He opened and wrote down a poem by Bradley Stewart:
"I hope that you will get by
I hope that you will love me
I hope that you will care for me
I hope that you and I are happy
I hope that the day will come when we meet
I hope that you like what you see
I hope that you will love me
I hope that you and I well always be happy
I hope that I will not make you cry
I hope that we will last for life
I hope that love is what we will see in one other
I hope that you well never leave me
I hope
I hope
I hope this will come true
I hope
I hope
I can only hope"
He finished the "e" with a flourish and set his ballpoint pen down. He shut his notebook just as two girls walked up to his desk.
"Hi beautiful" One of the girls, tall, long blonde hair, said.
"Hello love" Niall said, not looking at her eyes, completely clueless that she was flirting.
"You new here?" The other girl, same image, asked.
"Yes... Just moved here over the summer" Niall answered quietly, grabbing a water bottle from his bag.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" The blonde one asked.
Niall almost spit out his water. "No actually, I'm gay" Niall said, in his head.
"No" He decided on, keeping it simple and safe.
"Well do you want one?" She said, in a 'seductive' voice, pushing the brunette away.
"Sorry, I'm not intereste-"
And the first blonde kissed him.
