A Series Of Life Changing Events

Chapter 9: FALLING For A Boy

I wake up at an ungodly hour. It's Monday. I hate any day that makes me get up for school. It wouldn't be so bad if school started earlier, but no. Now I have to drag my exhausted ass out of bed. I quickly get ready for school, pack my bag, and run downstairs. I eat breakfast and run out to the bus after saying the usual 'goodbyes' and 'have a nice days' to my family. Today is such a rush. Everything is going at such a slow pace today. Jess gets on. She sits down next to me, pulls out one of my ear buds, and sticks it in her ear. I don't mind. We usually do this. "Hey." She says trying to start a conversation. "I want to climb back into bed and stab anyone who tries to drag me out." I reply calmly. "Same." Is all she says. The bus stops quickly. I look up and there is an accident. Just great. Now the bus is gonna be late. This is perfect. "Oh my God I hope they're okay!" Says Jess concerned. "I just didn't wanna be late for first period. She's gonna kill us." I say upset about being late. I don't want detention. After we get through all the traffic and finally pull into school, I run off the bus pulling Jess behind me. We dart to our lockers and grab our books. Jess is taking forever. She's always late so she doesn't really care that much. She's had detention for it and gets lectured everyday about it. She quickly finishes and we run down the stairs. We can make it. Well we could've made it if I wasn't born so clumsy. I smack into another person. He is a boy slightly taller than me wearing a Kiss shirt. "Fudge." Is say under my breathe. "I'm really sorry!" You idiot. He's really cute. I scramble to pick up my stuff and he tries to pick up his. "It's fine. It's all my fault." He gets up and holds out his hand. I take it and he pulls me up. "I'm Noah." He smiles. He has a beautiful smile. "I'm Lily." I say stuck in a trance from his eyes. Jess pushes me into a wall lightly to get my attention. "Hey dude we gotta go. We're late." She says reminding me of what's important. "Oh okay yeah." I say turning to leave. "Uh sorry about the falling and the books and stuff." "It's fine." He gives me one last big smile and turns to leave. We run off to class and Jess gives the teacher this big excuse about the accident and then adds that I fell in the hallway and all my stuff fell and we had to pick it up. A couple of the stupid popular girls in pink start laughing. I hide my head in my hands. A few hours later and it's time for lunch. All I've been able to think about is Noah. Jess and I get to our table and start eating. Instead of talking about bands and tv shows she wants to talk about something different. Crushes. She still likes the pizza girl. When she started texting Jess we found out that her name is Emily. They have a date planed for Friday. I want to talk about Noah, but it's kinda weird. "So what was going through your head when you were talking to hall way boy?" She asks. "Noah?" "Yup. He was cute." He was really cute. I nod shyly. "I knew it!" She exclaims. "Shut up." I say and that is the end of that conversation until later, because I see Noah. He's walking this way. I think I'm gonna be sick. He's coming closer. Is he coming over here? He gets so close and then he turns. He walks over to the popular table near us. Why is he going over there? He sits down next to the queen bee and they start talking. Not cool. This is just perfect. I hate life. I try to stop thinking about it, but it bothers me. Then the bell rings. I'm so glad it's time for art. I dash up to the art room with Jess following closely behind. I get to the art room and get out my project. Then I start picking up where I left off. It's horrible. I'm so bad at drawing. I wish I was better, but I'm not. Jess' looks amazing. I wish I had that kind of talent. In this class my teacher plays music and on each day one table gets to pick the genre. Today is my table. Jess and I have a small, odd numbered class, so we're the only ones at our table. We pick out the artists and click shuffle. My Chemical Romance starts blasting through the art speakers. One girl covers her ears and makes a disgusted face. Others have frowns plastered on their faces. Jess and I have smiles longer than the mile run in PE that kids would cry over. A couple more hours and school is over. I go home with only one thing on my mind. Noah. I can't wait to go to school tomorrow.