The Boy in the Hall

Chapter 4

Ty's POV

"Here's my number" Jillian says "like, call or text me, like anytime." I stare at the little piece of paper in my hand and she leaves, followed by the girl.

"Digits!" A boy calls from behind me. I turn around and see him jump over a desk "and from Jillian Tessie. You are one lucky guy! I have been trying to get those for years. Hey, I'm David Joel ." He extends his hand and I take it.

" Ty James" I reply and we shake

"Well Ty, welcome to our hell hole!" He says sarcastically "let me know if you need anyone to show you around."

"I'll keep that in mind," I answer

"See you around," he says about to exist through the door.

"Wait!" I shout too loudly and he stops

"Yeah?" He asks.

"What's the girls name that sits behind me?"

"Oh, um, that's Samara Kissinger. She's, what you could call 'different."

"Different?" I ask "what do you mean?"

"We'll it's like she's hiding something. A secret maybe."

"Well, we all have secrets. I should know" David looks at me puzzled and then looks at his watch.

"Shit, I got to go! Bye, Ty!"

"Bye" I reply. Samara? That's a pretty name to match a pretty person.

I leave the school. There's no sign of Samara. I'll talk to her tomorrow. I head home.

"Hey, I'm home!" I call

"Hey, how was your first day?" My mom asks coming up from downstairs.

"Good, how was your day"

"Fine, make any friends?"

"Sort of" I answer and kiss her on the cheek and head up to my room. I lay on my bed and decide if I should finish unpacking, or think about Samara. I go with option two.

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It's been a week since school stared and I haven't said a single word to Samara. I can't decide of what to say. Every time I see her my mind goes blank, wiped clean like a chalk board. All words are gone. I share three classes with her. History, English and Math, but English is my favourite, because I get to sit beside her.

I talk to Jillian and David. The conversations with Jillian aren't very intelligent. I can get better speech from a six year old, and she has asked me out several times. I always say 'no.'

When I talk to David all we talk about is Jillian. Her hair, her eyes, her boobs. It's all boring.

"She's absolutely gorgeous, dude," David says while eating lunch with me in the cafeteria. I guess we are friends now.

I reply with a simple "yeah"

"Her hair is perfect, her eyes are perfect" he continues.

"Her brain is smaller than the average" I say while staring at my broccoli. David shoots me a dirty look. "Sorry, but if you ask me, she's like a lava lamp. David looks puzzled at me. I continue," she's fun to look at, but not very bright."

"Nobody asked you, and why won't you go out with her?" He asks defensively.

"Not really my type" I answer taking a big bite of broccoli.

"Right,a girl like that is everyone's type."

Not mine I think to myself, but simply raise an eyebrow at David. I spot Samara going to throw the garbage from her lunch away. She's looking at the floor like always. "Hey, is there broccoli in my teeth?" I ask David while showing him my mouth.

"Uh, yeah" he points to his mouth to show where the broccoli piece is. I quickly get it out and show him again. He gives me a thumbs up signalling that its out, and I jump up quickly. Samara is already in the hall so I follow her. This is it I'm going to talk to her!