I couldn’t help myself from thinking about Max in Biology class. He was so cute. I loved his eyes, and the way he looks at you, making you feel so comfortable, so “protected” in someway. But the best thing he had was his smile. It was perfect. He could make you smile and forget about your problems only by smiling. Those 36 teeth working all together behind his wonderful lips, which bent up beautifully, making that perfect smile.
The bell rang and I ran to the main entrance, to wait for him. I was the first person to go out of class, and I nearly smashed myself against some doors, as people went out of other classrooms, but I finally reached the main entrance safe and sound. I started looking all the way up to the end of the hall, to try and see him, but the only thing I could see was more and more people walking around, no Max nowhere.
Time passed and passed, but Max didn’t show up, so I went to the cafeteria to have lunch.
“Great. I let myself believe that everything was perfect and as though it was all from a story again. I’m stupid.” I thought. I got disappointed, I swear. “I thought this time luck could light me up, but I’ve forgotten luck left me so much time ago”.
I bought my lunch and went to eat it alone. I was getting angry. I knew I had just met him but… I don’t know, I thought everything could change this time. It was then when someone covered my eyes with their hands. I got excited because I thought it could be Max, but when I turned around to look at him, I got so disappointed. It was Anne. “Hi!!” she said.
“Hi” I said, turning going back to my food.
“Hey, everything OK?” she said.
“Yes. It’s just… I thought you were someone else, that’s all”
She made this kind of noise that means “There’s something you haven’t told me” and asked me who I was expecting her to be.
“A new boy in my dance class” I said.
“Oh. Is he cute?”
“SO cute” I said, making the so too much longer so she knew it means he was so, so, so, SO cute.
“Cuter than Adam Thatcher?” she said
“Obviously not, duh” I answered. We laughed. Adam Thatcher was a boy in my science class who was the dream boy of almost every girl in my high school. “But he is pretty cute. He told me he wanted to have lunch with me, but I waited and waited and he didn’t show up. And here I am, alone”.
“Well, maybe he had things to do and he hasn’t been able to come”.
“Or maybe he just doesn’t want to be with me”.
“Don’t say that. You still don’t know him”.
“That’s why I’m saying it”.
“Well, don’t worry. I’m sure it’s not that. You’ll see”.
“Well, if you think so…”
“I do. And you know that when I’m sure of something, I’m always right.”
“Yeah. Only when you change future with your glass ball the night before, you witch”, I said. We laughed. I didn’t want to be sad, and especially not for just thoughts and illusions with someone I had met a few hours ago.
I spent the rest of lunchtime with Anne, listening to her stupid stories and jokes, and laughing at everything. But I still couldn’t help myself from thinking about Max and how he had stood me up.
