Chapter 1~Him

76 2 0
                                    

A/N This is my first story and I am pretty nervous about what people will think of it so wish me luck.

Every day I sit here staring at the back of his neck. And when he raises his hand the muscles in his back ripple. If only Dawson would notice me. I mean I AM in 4 of his classes. I long to kiss his full plump lips. Here his husky voice whispering things in my ear. I sighed.

"Is something wrong Miss Monroe?" Oh gawd, I'm busted.

"Uhm...ugh...no sir not at all" I stammered.

"Then pay attention" he said with a stern voice.

"Yes sir", I really hate this teacher, he's always getting on my nerves. This is the only class I get to sit this close to Dawson. Does he not understand how hot he is?!?

I can go on and on about only his back. How he wears these tight shirts that let you see every muscle. He is a wrestler and works out everyday. I see him in the weight room when I'm in gym. I sometimes get yelled at for staring at only him and not paying attention to the game.

~~Flash Back~~
*Stares at Dawson*
*gets hit in head by ball*
~~ End Flash Back~~

Okay I really should be paying attention to the algebra on the bored. What are we even learning about? I squint my eyes trying to remember. Ahh Polynomials ugh, my least favorite. I've always been bad at math. Then once I got into highschool it became hell. All the numbers and letters just merge together and I don't even remember what I'm supposed to be doing.

Then the bell rings signaling the end of the school day. Thank god, I NEED to get away from Dawson and this nonsense math. But I'm stuck here until my mom decides to wake up her lazy ass and pick me up. I live to far away to walk or ride the bus. Maybe Jesse can give me a ride. He's been my best friend sense kindergarten. I threw a rock at him and we bonded over a rock war. Then we got in trouble and we just sorta became best friends ever sense.

I take out my phone to send him a text and see if he's still on campus.

Me: Hey you still at school? Wanna give me a ride?

Him: yeah and sure

Me: great, thanks!

I put my phone back in my pocket and sit down on the steps to wait. "Hey" I hear come from someone behind me. Its just Levi. He has had a HUGE crush on me sense last year. He's pretty cute with his shaggy blonde hair and big blue eyes. He's pretty tall for his age and he's strong but not muscular. He's also become one of my really close friends.

"Hey Levi" I say back. He flashes me a megawatt grin which shows his dimples. Gawd do I love his dimples. He's almost made it above Dawson on my SUPER CUTE BOYS list. "I was thinking maybe tomorrow we could hang out at-," he was interupted by the honk of Jesse's horn. He pulled up in his new Mercedes. He's deffinetly of the wealthy family's. "Sorry but I have got to go. Why don't you text me later!" I say giving him a sad smile.

I wave to him goodbye and hop in Jesses car. "Thanks for the ride" "Anytime, you're my best friend, all you have to do is ask and I will do my best to help" "Aww thanks" The rest of the ride home was silent except for a slight classical music playing in the background. We finnaly arrive at home after what seemed like an eternity. I wave goodbye, give him a hug and hop out.

Loving the unlovableWhere stories live. Discover now