Johnny
Friday, 12:15 PM
"So.. TJ.. Cyrus- I'm really really sorry for what I said. It was a mistake I'm totally cool with gay people-" I paused mid sentence, while continuing staring at my own locker. Fiddling through my locks, biting down my lower lip thinking to myself of ways to apologize to them- yet I grew more frustrated the more I went through them. The thoughts of millions of ways to apologize and scenarios ran through my mind, "No.. I'm Sorry, I didn't mean to say that-" gritting through my teeth.
"No- that's.. Evens fucking worse if I say that-" I snapped at myself immediately, like what's with these lame apologies? All of them are bad- saying 'mistake', or 'didn't mean to say it' doesn't excuse anything of it! Feeling ashamed, It just makes shit worse if I say something about it, what could I even say? What the fuck is wrong with me- "WHY THE FUCK ISN'T THIS OPENING!!" Feeling the anger boil within me as I screamed out at my own locker while I was wavering my lock in my hand. "I got the fucking combo- open!!" Slamming my hands, out of spite and anger. The hallway went dead silent, some were mumbling and whispering as they all witnessed my own war with my locker, I looked at them as I smiled awkwardly in apologetic for my outburst.. Looking back-
"You have to hit the center." The voice was so deep tone and low, it chilled down my spine, and caught me off guard. Catching my attention, I turned to see a tall teen with sandy blonde hair leaning against the lockers, tilting his head, with his cool blue eyes waiting for me to say something. I only blinked at him, all puzzled and processing... processing..
"H-huh? I'm sorry..?"
The mysterious boy chuckled in amusement, shaking his head before motioning at my locker, "Your locker I mean, it's jammed. It happens to me too sometimes, you just need to-" The teen raised his fist then making a brutal force right into the center of my locker, and just like that it opened. "Like that." He smiled. Just standing there, my eyes lingered at him. Seeing him up close I couldn't help but feel captivated. His hair was messy while being loose back behind his ears, with broad shoulders, and he was completely towering over me- even when he was only a few inches tall. I started to realize I wasn't breathing at all- I choked a bit. I shouldn't be looking- or feel this way but I did.
..Ba-dum
Ba-dum..
"Uh- thanks.. Really." I respond hesitantly, wanting to stop looking at him and bury down this sudden fluttering feeling. He was still smiling- still utterly amused, "You're new here right? Johnny Chen?"
"Yeah.. How'd you know my name?"
"I followed you." He said deadpanned, like he was serious. I was taken back and unaware how to respond to that. From my reaction, he just laughed softly before raising his hands up in defense, "Sorry- kidding kidding.. I'm not a stalker, I promised. We had the same 2 classes together earlier.. Also its Shadyside Town.. everyone-"
"Knows everyone.."
"Right.. And even if I did- pretty sure I wouldn't have forgotten someone like you that.. Easily. " He grinned as he said those words so easily. Those words I worry I'll remember forever, having it repeat through my head and heart. "By the way I never saw anyone want to commit homicide at a jammed locker the way you do." He joked.
I let out a big sigh, "Yeah, well it provoked me."
He arched his brow, trying not to smile, "I'm Reed Wilson". He introduced himself as he reached out to shake my hand, to which I (hesitantly) took his in mine. His eyes still remain on me.. and I try not to smile but my emotion got the best of me. Here I am smiling like an idiot.
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