Textbooks & Teardrops

2: Tampons & Turmoil

--General pov--

"Fucking perfect!" she huffed as she looked down at the contents of her bag sprawled across the grass.

"Could you look where you are going?" Snapping at the boy, she turned her head to look at him.

"How is this my fault exactly?" He said defensively.

"You're the one who walked into me!" She was seething with rage at this point.

"Well maybe if you didn't just stop right in front of me, it wouldn't of happened in the first place!" His piercing blue eyes glared at her, discovering walnut-coloured eyes.

"The handle of my bag snapped-" She started but was interrupted.

"Ah so you admit it then." A smile crept across his face. Although she knew he was technically correct, she refused to go down that easily.

"Nice try. If you had looked up from your phone for five fucking seconds then maybe my shit wouldn't be getting muddy right now!" He was amused and slightly surprised at her dedication to the argument.

"Well now my is phone cracked, so you better pay for me to get my screen fixed." He said crossing his arms.

"Well you shattered my turtle-shaped mirror so you owe me a new one." She said mimicking his gesture.

"Turtle-shaped?" He let out a small laugh, "What are you five?" He teased the girl.

"First of all, turtles are timeless. Second I got this after spending an entire summer picking up trash from beaches while you were what? Drinking beers and contributing to over-fishing." He was taken aback by her boisterousness.

"What?" She questioned, confused by the fact that he was looking at her like she was a puzzle he was trying to crack.

"Nothing. Just most of these kids here are kooks so haven't worked a day in their lives. They just sit around spending Daddy's money, so to them volunteering is only ever to appease their own guilt or for a college resume."

"I'm surprised you know the word appease, let alone can use it in the correct context." She teased.

"Well I'll have you know John B, my best friend, got me Word of the Day toilet paper for my birthday 'to expand my vocabulary' (he says using air quotes), or some shit. Jokes on him tho coz it actually worked." He shrugged.

She began giggling, it was so infectious that it even got him to crack up. After the laugher ceased, all that was left was silence as they both stared, trying to figure out the other. Their staring contest was soon interrupted as the school bell rang three sharp notes signalling for all new students to head inside.

They quickly scrambled to get all her stuff back in her bag. Once the grass looked clear she got up to leave, but felt a tap on her shoulder.

Clearing his throat, "Erm... I think is yours." She was confused by his obviously uncomfortable posture along with the fact he was holding the thing out to her whilst simultaneously trying to keep it as far away from him as possible.

Mortified as the realisation hit: in his calloused hands was a tampon. What made it even worse was the fact that it was longer than his fingers...

Her eyes went wide and her face turned to that of a tomato as she swiftly snatched it from him and shoved it harshly back into her bag. They began walking through the entrance side by side.

At her obvious embarrassment, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She eyed him as the laugh overtook his entire face, his smile seemed to brighten the room and a dimple appeared on his cheek. He was actually quite attractive when in comparison to his less than charming personality. From his golden tousled hair, his crystal blue eyes, sun-kissed skin and his muscles poking out from his royal blue shirt, he looked as if he were out of a movie.

She shoved him playfully, "Asshole!" She turned her head hoping to hide the small smirk unwillingly creeping onto her face but failed miserably. He studied the girl to his right, her bronze skin glowed naturally; every strand of her wavy dark-brown hair seemed to be effortlessly perfect and her eyes were warm as they gazed into his. On top of her head was a turquoise bandana that complimented her complexion, wrapped around her neck were what appeared to be hundreds of boho necklaces, some were even beaded, but all looked handmade.

"Do you plan to stare at me all day or..."

She had caught him, shit. Only choice now was to deny, deny, deny...

"As if! I was just trying to figure out how one human could possibly need so many necklaces."

"Says the boy wearing a shark tooth necklace and eight rings, talk about overkill" she fired back as they continued down the hall.

"The necklace was actually the last thing my Nan gave to me," he said, looking grief-stricken.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I didn't know. It's a really nice necklace, I shouldn't have opened my mouth," she cursed herself for being so thoughtless.

"I'm just messing with you," he started laughing.

She shoved his shoulder, "You dick, I felt terrible!"

"You should of seen your face!" They were both once again in fits of laughter.

As they neared the auditorium, girls and boys were being forced into separate lines.

"I'm JJ by the way don't forget it, but you'll be seeing me in your dreams anyway," he said charmingly, leaning closer.

"Yeah right," she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes and pushing the boy away.

"You better tell me your name or I'll be forced to remember you as tampon girl."

"It's Kiara and if you promise never to bring up that incident again I'll pay for your new phone screen," she bargained.

"You've got yourself a deal Kie." He complied.

"Only my family are allowed to call me that." In response he put his hand to his heart, pretending to be hurt.

"Are you saying I'm not family? Wow Kie, that's rude especially coming from the girl that insulted my Nan's necklace."

"You said it was just a joke."

"I guess you'll never know, see you around Kie," with obvious emphasis on the Kie.

She smiled, shaking her head as the boy went out of view. Both were taken aback by the fuzzy feeling their encounter had stirred in them. They were even more surprised by their longing to see the other again soon.

But alas, other people's opinions have a way of corrupting one's thoughts.

A/N

I have BIG plans in store for this story, so buckle up.

Hope you guys enjoyed it!!

-Till we meet again, Steph :)