The faster it passes the harder it is to hold.

Part 3

I looked over to see Jamie waving at us as he was running and I waved back then looked straight back down at my phone and put my hood up, it wasn't so much that I didn't want to support Jamie but rather the fact I could be at home watching TV and eating a bowl of cereal at 4 pm in the afternoon. All of a sudden the unthinkable happened ...my phone ran out of battery.
Bored of the game I began to check out the scenery around me, I truly never realised how nice the park was, the grass was so green and the trees so full of life as their branches danced with the wind. I peered through the small gap in the trees and there was this person, sitting there reading my favourite book, "Worlds Apart" by Judith Stone. I was certainly intrigued. I wanted to get closer to see who this character was but sadly I had no excuse to leave the football field.
But just at that moment the strange individual emerged from the trees it was a boy, he looked very tall, with medium length hair, and a sharp jaw line, he was wearing a white shirt with long black sleeves and a black collar, much like mine. He also wore skinny jeans and black Vans whilst he carried a Nike back pack. I watched him walk away not realising I was doing so, until he looked up and saw me. Even though I only had a quick glance before shoving my head back Down he had the palest blue eyes I had ever saw, I glanced up slightly and he was staring right at me..he gave me a smirk and then carried on walking.
Not only had I never had this interaction before, I had never had this feeling before I felt sick but I kind of good sick like just after being on a roller coaster sick or eating Sweets until you burst kind of sick.

The game finished and we got back in the car and on the way home I could not stop thinking about those eyes, those piercing blue eyes that seemed to be deep crystal pools engulfing me and swallowing my image. He studied me. Not like I was an animal but more like..I was an endangered species, when he looked at me I felt naked almost like he was looking at my anatomy. "LAUREN" my mother shouted "W-what?" "You haven't spoken a single word since we left are you okay?" "Y-yes" I replied half heartedly, "are you sure? You always have my nerves shot when you go quiet like this I don't know what to make of it" "yes mother I'm fine I just feel a little tired" "well okay I suppose you'd be alright to sleep considering the doctor said you don't have a concussion" ..my head, I almost forgot about that, maybe that's the reason he smirked, he was trying to hold back the laughter at my forehead.

We got home and I watched TV and scrolled through my blog till roughly 11pm then my mum chased me up to bed. I sat in bed still confused and intrigued by this mystery boy I saw in the woods. I had so many questions that could not be answered. For example why was he in the woods? Why was he alone? Why did he smile at me. But after tiresome effort at trying to answer my own questions I eventually drifted off to sleep.