Black Butterfly

The First Meeting

Authors Note: Here's a pic of Adam and his car.

The first time I saw him it was at a distance. I didn't make a big deal out of it. He was just another guy to add to the population of guys at this school. Also we have all types of people at this school. "But not Irishman," my contious spoke to me. Shaking my head clear of those thoughts because it would only get me into trouble. I realized early on in life that I was a curious person. You know that saying curiosity killed the cat well I'm that cat and I have died nine times plus some.

The second time I seen him he was introducing himself to the class. Don't you just hate it when your teacher forces you to do introductions. Its not only pointless but a lack of respect for privacy. And if you tell the teachers that, you are being disrespectful and rude. But on this day, I thanked all the teachers and the creator of this introductory thing. Standing in front of the class was the new boy, the new Irish boy. Cue in the dreamy lights and angelic music because darlings I was seeing god's gift to Earth. I'm only joking but he was quite good looking. He was tall well taller than me but who isn't taller than a 5'4 person. But back to him, he was tall with a muscular build(I could tell by the muscles in his arms), he had green big eyes that looked so innocent and cute. He had a beard but not a Rick Ross type of beard just one that looked like a young man trying to move into adulthood stage. That's the only way to describe it. He had plump pink lips and a smile that could make your tummy do flips. He had short brown hair and cute ears. I know that describing the ears was taking it too far but I couldn't help it. It was lust at first site. He told us his name was Adam MacAteer he was 18 and he was first generation Irish American from Philly. After that he walked back to his seat with my eyes following his every move. I stared at him, and I'm guessing that he felt someone eyes on him because he snapped his head up and looked straight at me. I quickly turned towards the front of the classroom and kept my head that way for the rest of the class. As soon as the bell rang I was the first person to leave, and I didn't look back.

I was determined to avoid him at all cost which wasn't hard because we only had one class together and he had a crowd surrounding him at lunch. I don't know what I was thinking nor do I have a good excuse about what I did. It was like time was moving faster than me. One minute I was at my locker and the next I was running after my bus. The only thing that was more embrassing is that I ended up next to the schools parking lot full of kids that were lauging at my expense. I properly showed every last one of them my middle fingers and tried to casually walk away. It would have been the perfect way to leave if I hadn't tripped over my own foot;which prompted them to laugh harder.

Stomping my way back to the front of the school building, I was thinking of a way to get home. I had two choices I could either call my big sister or I could walk. Those were some pretty tough decisions. Walking would cause me to sweat and get tired but my sister wouldn't take me straight home. No, we would have to go to this store then over someone's house. By the time I got home it would have been night time. And I just didn't have the time for that. Taking a long exhausted breath I made my way off campus.

Before I made it to the end of the street, I heard someone honking. On instinct I grabbed my phone and had 911 ready to be called. I started walking faster but the car honked again. Going against every rational and smart idea ever known to man, I decided to turn around with my finger hovering over the phone icon. I couldn't see him at first because his windows were tinted but when he pulled up beside me  and rolled down the window I was beyond surprised. Driving a red 2014 Alitma Coupe and giving me his tummy flip smile was Adam MacAteer . My eyes widen and I brought my phone up closer to my chest. He turned his car off and got out. He came closer to me and extended his hand,"hi I don't know if you remember me but you're in my math class. I was wondering if you would like a ride since you're walking. I'm not some kind of rapist or physco, I just would like give you a ride because I see you're walking by yourself." I watched as he stood there giving me one of those smiles with his out stretch hand. I thought of my options. The worse that could happen is that I end up in some creeps basement for his pleasure. I snorted to myself like that would happen I thought to myself. Most white guys go for black girls more like Jasmine than me. Oh but how I would love to be tied up in his basement and used as his pleasure doll, I thought while biting my lip. Making up my mind to take my chances with Adam, I shook his hand and gave him a shy smile.

He opened the passenger side door for me and I slide into a smooth and comfortable red leather seat. In fact the whole inside of the car was red and black. Well the seats were red and the dashboard was black. But still this was the classiest car I've ever seen. I ran my hand quickly over the arm rest and put it back in my lap by the time he got in. I put on my seatbelt folded, my hands together, and faced forward. I didn't realise we weren't moving until I let lose a breath I was holding. I turned my head to the side and looked at him. He was already looking at me giving me that smile. "I can't move until you tell me where to go álainn." I blushed and bit my lip turning my head back forward "1874 Riverdale St," I said lowly. He punched the address into his GPS system and started to drive.

I turned to my left and stared out the window. All was quiet until I heard him clear his voice," you didn't tell me your name." I bit my lip again (I've been doing that a lot lately), turned my head his way," I'm Abigale." He gave me a quick look and a small smile," It's nice to meet you Abigale. Are you from here?" I nodded my head," yes born and raised." It was quiet again until my phone started ringing. I knew I was going to get this call I just hoped that this one time she wouldn't call. I mean why would she. I'm a senior now and I can take care of myself. Rolling my eyes I picked up the phone only to pull it away before I had the chance to say hello. All I heard was a bunch of screaming laughter and what sounded like glass breaking. I looked over to Adam only to find him smiling. Blushing yet again I put the phone to my ear and turn the volume down but it was still loud. "Hello....hello.....hello!!!," I yelled. Then I finally heard someone. But it wasn't who I was expecting. "Where are you. Nicole dropped the kids off and just left. You know I can't handle these bad ass kids by myself." Came my brothers reply. I took a deep breath,"uuugghh, first how did you get home. Did you not think about me not being on the bus with you this afternoon? I'll be home soon; just turn on some cartoons until I get there." Then I hung up the phone and placed my head in my hands. I felt a hand on my shoulder, "are you ok." Lifting my head up and giving him a small smile I nodded and said," yes I'll be ok. I'm use to this. I just thought I'll have some kind of break since today is the first day of school, but God can only work one miracle at a time." Just as I finished talking the GPS system said,"you have arrived at your destination." I grapped my bag, unbuckled my seatbelt, and opened the door. "Thanks for the ride. I'll see you around Adam MacAteer." He chuckled,"you most definitely will álainn." I blushed again and walked away.

That night after all was quiet, I thought about him. I closed my eyes and pictured those plump lips smiling at me and his green eyes twinkling like he had a secret to share. I pictured me running my hands through his brown hair and laying my head on his chest. I pictured us being together and in love. But most of all I pictured us being married. When I finally opened my eyes I figured out two things. The first was the fact that my room needed a serious color change. I've had a pink room since I was eight. I don't even like pink any more. The second was that I had a crush on the new boy which could only lead to serious trouble or awkward situations. Either way aviodence is key.