Yellow Pansy

🌱Seedlings 2🌱

Daria Torres
June 24, 20XX
Entry 2:

After his polite wave, Ms. Green gestured him towards the empty seat next to mine, his eyes roamed in search, landing towards my direction, my body stiffened almost immediately.

Wait...Next...to my what now-

My eyes widened as I look at the seat next to mine then back to Lance, my heart decided in that moment that it would be a good idea to start hammering intensely inside of my chest that it felt like it was about to burst out forcefully. As disgusting as that sounds, it was the perfect explanation on how I feel right now.

He began to approach, I felt myself suddenly on edge of my seat. Nervous and scared like a bitch.

He stopped walking in front of my seat, I stiffly looked up to him. He was wearing a bright and cheery smile as he looked at me, waving his hand to greet me.

I can feel my cheeks starting to heat up as I stared at him in awe, I know it probably would come across creepy, but I'm currently dumbfounded, the guy I was just thinking off, was a seat next to me.

He soon extended his hand at me for a handshake. I looked down at his hand just as stiffly and just...stared at it. Seemingly losing the last of my two braincells.

'Why is he extending his hand? Does he want my seat? What's happening?' Is what my dumbass thought off.

My body wouldn't move to grab it and shake his hand in return of his warm greeting. Instead I can only stare at it, forever pondering what the fuck did he want because my brain decided to short circuit at that moment, making things more awkward.

After a while, I can feel myself calm down enough to shake his hand, I was moving it hesitantly because of how cold my fingertips are and how my hand shook.

He, however. Hesitantly reclaimed his hand back seeing as that I won't shake it. I looked up at him to see a sheepish smile drawn on his lips, the hand he extended earlier was rubbing on his nape awkwardly.

I almost wanted to facepalm physically, my hand itched to do it. But at the very least I can thank myself for saving some face for me today and not actually do it externally.

He sat down on the seat next to mine. Hanging his bag under his table as he took out a pen and paper.

I can't tell if I was nervous or excited about finally having the chance to interact with him. Wait, he's quite popular. I'm not gonna suddenly turn into a bullied side character because I decided to exchange words with him once right?

I looked around the room, there were a few people, who were giving him a nod as a greeting. I recognized some of them as they were always hanging around him during lunch period. Some were stealing glances. I can't blame them, this guy is probably what they meant in stories when they said "Sun kissed blonde hair and Ocean blue eyes."

I looked back to Lance, Maybe someone as warm and bubbly as Lance can help me come out of my shell, socialize, and hopefully. Make friends by the end of the school year. My heart raced at the thought. Maybe he can introduce me to people who's the same? Easygoing and can help set the mood. Maybe we can all go to affordable restaurants that serves a whole family serving for people that comes in groups, have a chat. Maybe to the mall to goof off. Oh! Maybe at the cinema to watch the latest movies that was released.