The Hunted

Chapter 3 ~ Dylan

I don't know why or how but I got up this morning and early, second day of grade 11, I was pumped, I was ready. Actually, knew why just didn't want to admit it to myself, for all I know that girl I met yesterday might already have a boyfriend and gee wouldn't he be the lucky one.

"Hey mum," I yelled down stairs, "morning! Can you put a couple toast on for me?" no reply, she must still be in bed, well I can't blame her, it is quite early. I decided to jump in the shower and get ready first, I would usually eat a slow fulfilling breakfast that usually consisted of toast, a piece of fruit and a cup of nice fresh juice, but today I felt like I needed to be ready as soon as possible.
Was I really that excited to go to school?

I chucked a cotton shirt on, a pair of jeans and my favourite leather jacket, dried my hair with the towel, it looked crazy, ah just the way I like it, I was never self conscious I never really cared what people thought of me, although I lacked confidence in some situations. I headed down stairs.

I stopped in my track, ran back up to the mirror, struck a couple poses, "hey there you sexy thang," I said to my reflection, "you looking damn finee," I shot a couple winks and clicks towards my nothing but plain mirror. I thought it really highlighted my features. I attempted to do the whole 'Michael Jackson' spin but almost hit my head from tripping. Soon I realised how stupid (pftt more like sexy) I was being. I chuckled to myself while jumping two stairs at a time, almost face planting as I attempted to jump four to the bottom.

"Good morning mother, wait no," I expanded my hands out in front of me, "GREAT morning."

She looked up at me, her tired green eyes looked at me with a wild expression. "Why the hell are you so keen for school? I would usually be dragging you out of bed at about," she glanced at her non existing watch, "this time in fact."

Her hair was tied up in a bun and she wore her favorite gown, it was blue and fluffy, I kinda was a little jealous of it, it is getting cold.

"No reason, just excited for school, nothing too extraordinary." I smiled and sat down at the table where two vegemite smothered toast greeted me... Elexis was something more then just extraordinary.

"Alrighty mum, I'm off, catcha this afternoon."

I jumped into my trust-worthy jeep, "MUM! My jeep isn't starting! I think I need a new one!?" I yelled as I sat blankly in the drivers seat pressing down the accelerator although nothing came to life. "So much for trust-worthy," I yelped under my breath ... Turns out it needed fuel. I think it's trying to tell me something... Maybe slow down or even calm down a little. This is was first ever car and most likely will last me till the end of college, I loved this little jeep, it has been so through so many things and has never let me down.

The outside was a light blue and the interior was open and black. I got to school and instantly my eyes darted around, I was looking for her, I didn't tell myself too, it was just my first instinct.

Suddenly my eyes drifted upon her, she looked flawless, I stood there in the middle of the parking lot staring, staring at this beautiful girl. As she walked her hips swayed with her smooth gait, her curly hair bounced off her shoulders so perfectly, she wore a plain shirt and a short black striped skirt, she was so gorgeous. It hurt my eyes, no wait. My eyes only hurt because I haven't had the chance to blink, I didn't want take my eyes off her.

Reality hit me like a brick, I didn't realise she was looking straight at me until I heard her soft voice call out my name. I closed my jaw I didn't know was falling open so quickly I bit my tongue, "h-heyyy! Didn't see you there," I stumbled on my words and pulled my hand back as I started to click... wow ok Dylan that came out way to cheesy. I regretted almost everything I have said to her so far.

"Hey, so glad to see you, we have first and second class together, I forget where they are," she lifted her cheeks and revealed perfectly straight white teeth.

"Yeah of. Course, let's go," I spat out enthusiastically... I think a little too enthusiastically. I took each step as carefully as possible holding back the urge to hold her cute little hand.

She smiled the smile I have been craving.
I liked this girl.