He was the new kid at school. I think that is exactly what made me fall.
He was a fresh face amidst the sea of same faces that I've seen before.
He stood tall 6'1 slightly tanned skin, shoulder length wavy dark brown hair and kind of scrawny. When I first noticed him I was too scared to say 'hi' to him. I wanted to go up and complement his hair. As a black girl I knew how tiring the upkeep was for curly hair even if we didn't have the same hair types.
I don't even know how I ended up liking him. Maybe it was because I started noticing him in a crowd, subconsciously looking for his figure. I don't even remember when the feelings started developing I just remember one day seeing him and making eye contact. In that split second we shared a tiny smile in the back of the class room. We were separated by a few of his friends but he still looked over to my side, right at me, and smiled.
Shit.
Did my heart just skip a beat?
...
Nope, I'm probably mistaken.
If that is the case, why are you always on my mind?
I found that I subconsiously starting following andWhy did you have to go befriend the popular kids. Our two different friend groups never has dealings with each other. Why did you hang out with them even though you secretly dislike them. Are you purposely putting space between me and you?
Or was it my many stolen glances your way that caused you to avoid me? Did I give you a bad impression?
