The Girl With the Gold Hair

Do I know you?

(The Girl's POV, 1st person)

I walked passed Alleyway Avenue everyday on the way to school, and everyday I'd listen to the same song: Life's not like the Movies. There would always be this crack in the pavement that I would always hop over. Today I forgot to, and as a result I was a hot mess on the dirty floor. I heard a gasp behind me so I looked back. This cute boy with wavy brown-ish hair stared at me wide eyed. His eyes were a dark blue color, not icy blue, like a navy blue. He looked shocked for some reason, his light eyebrows raised high.

I smiled meekly, or I tried to, everyone always tells me that my smile was either dry or bright. To be honest I'm not a type of introvert to be terrified of everyone but today I just didn't feel like talking to be people much. So I grabbed my phone gingerly and plugged the headphones back into my ears and speed skipped away.

I pushed my way through my crowded school and barely made it alive to my locker. I rapidly twisted my lock code: 01, 10, 07 and yanked the lock open. I grabbed my books and promptly bumped into navy eyes. He, once again, looked shocked and stunned. His cheeks flushed.

"I-I'm so sorry that's totally m-my fault I'm sor-"

Cutie boy didn't even get to finish cuz he Naruto-runn-ed away.

Lunch rolled around and for some reason I kept thinking that I saw him, even thought it wasn't him. Why am I obsessed with this dude, I've never even met him. Eck. Yet whenever I saw a guy with brown hair my brain shoots to him. Him who I don't even know and who probably doesn't care about me. Why? why. Hormones. Probably. I don't like him. Yeah. No. I don't like him. Easy. Finished. Done. I'm done with being obsessed with some guy I don't even know. Gone. He's out of my head, into the trash, crushed, and burned.

I shook my head,"I've gotta get to Algebra," I thought. As I shoved my way through the air-tight hallway I drop my phone on the ground (for the second time!). Before I can bend down and grab it, a class bustles out of nowhere and storms over my phone. I get pushed back and I suddenly, I get an ominous feeling in my stomach. It's the feeling of falling over. Ouch. The floor at Artemis Fox Institution was gross and disgusting. But I wanted to lay there for a while, perhaps I was too tired to get up, so I closed my eyes as the crowd swarmed and swerved around me. It was as if I

"Hey. Get up you doofus."

Jennifer. We had a lot of classes together and was actually a decent human being when it came to being 'friends'. I took her hand as she pulled me off the ground. "How did you even get on the ground. And why didn't you get up?" She asked incredulously.

"I just...I didn't want to," I replied.

"You didn't want to? What, you like...sleeping on the ground?" She's kinda snickering now.

"No no no...I was just so tired I just-"

I don't get to finish because she's rolling on the ground laughing. Not really though, obviously. The ground is disgusting. "Whatever. You gotta get to Science. You've got 20 seconds," Jennifer lifts up her digital watch,"Literally."

I turned around and ran.