Paige-
I open the large school door and I am instantly greeted with a crowded hallway.
The door creaks so loudly as i close it behind me. I walk through the corridor and a couple people eye me.
"Is that Paige Arlow?"
"No, it can't be."
Is that big of a deal that I don't have pimples anymore?
I make my way to my locker pushing my glasses up more on my nose. I take out the books I need for my first class. Biology. Yay.
I make my way to class. I suddenly bump into someone and all my books fly around the place.
"Uh, oh, I am so sorry." A deep voice says.
I look up and I see who bumps into me.
My temperature rises by about 12 degrees.
"Um, uh, i-it's okay." I smile at him while he attempts to pick up my books.
"No it's my-" He looks up to meet my eyes as he rises. His eyes all of a sudden go wide and he drops the books.
He remains still for a couple seconds staring at me.
I wish this could go on forever.
"Jacky, what are you-" I hear Maya say.
He turns instantly to face her. He scratches the back of his neck. "Uh- I- um."
She turns to face me and she looks me up and down in disgust. "Jacky, come on I have one of your shirts in my car from when you slept over the other night." She nearly shouts the world "Slept".
Oh yeah he spilt his coffee in the car this morning.
Looking at me. Internal facepalm.
He looks between the both of us and he goes to pick up the books until Mayas Red varnished nails grab him on the shoulder and he freezes.
"Now, Jacky you're going to go all cold, I'm sure Paige here can look after herself."
I nod gulping. I think everyone heard that.
He looks at me quickly again with a guilty look on his face. Maya puts her hand in his and walks off. He tries to look around his shoulder but she stops him.
I sigh while I pick up my books.
What just happened?
After i arrive in the classroom i take my seat in the middle near the window. I cant help but think about the tall brown haired boy who has the deepest blue eyes.
He's nearly a full head taller then me. Shush Paige, concentrate.
Jackson is 6'2 I am 5'6. He's a lot taller than me.
Concentrate. Now.
The teacher starts taking the roll, this is a new AP class so I wonder who's in it.
Some people I know are called out, some people I don't.
"Paige Arlow?"
I quietly say "present" just loud enough for the teacher to here.
"Jackson Harley?"
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Deep Blue Eyes
RomancePaige and Jackson were best friends growing up, window neighbours and the closest people in their grade. That was until Jackson grew up and moved on from Paige. They both had a crush on each other growing up but never had the gut to admit it. Paige...
