What to say

First step

(Photo is Elio)

The class went slow but Elio couldn't keep noticing Jitka.
This feeling wasn't normal, he didn't know what it was. Was this normal?

"Hey, hey!" Mrs. Vandore yelled, "If you can't focus on my lesson Mr. Thompson you're not going to be in it."

*shit* Elio thought

Jitka noticed the scolding Elio just got and laughed a bit, it wasn't that funny but it was laughing material.

Elio looked over at Jitka and shook his head.

"That wasn't funny it was embarrassing 😿."
Said Elio quietly.

Jitka's pov:

It was the middle of class and I wasn't really paying attention, the window I sat next too was much more exciting than Shakespeare.
I however kept on looking at Elio too, I don't know why.
Just something about him made me want to look at him.

Was it his personality? The scar on his chin? Maybe his freckles? I didn't know why but I was sort of drawn to him. I didn't understand, but he was so memorizing.

Soon the class was over, I grabbed my things and started to walk out the door, but I was stopped by some girls laughing and walking slow in-front of me.

I heard them say my name followed by giggles. At this point I was used to being talked about, I'm on the schools hockey team and rumored to be the future valedictorian even though I'm falling most of my classes. It's sort of like an inside joke I'm not apart of.
I'm not dumb I just don't put in much effort, at least I didn't freshman year. But that's changing.
Seeing my parents upset and talking about weither I'm going to make it here or not is very upsetting.
I remember seeing my mother crying, she was upset about my grades. She ended up looking over towards my father and whispering something.
If I don't make it here I will forever disappoint them. They're already struggling enough, but having them see me struggle is going to kill them.

It's terrible, this feeling makes me want to puke. It really gets to me, so much to the fact I stop eating whenever I think about it. It's a problem because I think about it too much, but it's better that way I'm too heavy I should lose some weight.

I walk to my locker, of course just like any other shitty high school I have to push through the hallways. They never seem to move, they only move if it's beneficial to themselves.

I get to my locker and open it just widely enough to stick my hand in and pull out next classes books.

Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. Not a move out of my way tap but a hey I need your attention tap.
It was Elio.

"Hey.. Your names Jitka right?" Said Elio.
"Ya it is, your the boy from literature." I replied.
"Ya- my names Elio. Anyways I noticed you weren't paying attention, so I figured I'd tell you what the homework was." Elio said shakily.
"Oh uh, I already have it. Thanks for looking out for me." I quickly responded.

"Oh uh- sorry- by then." Elio said awkwardly.
He then walked away with an embarrassed blush on his face.

Wow he's blushing-

Was it because of me? Or because he found that awkward?

Elio's pov:
Shit I messed that up.
I couldn't stop looking him in the eyes, he probably thinks I'm weird or messed up. God I can't help it.
He looks so mean all the time- it's sort of intimidating. I know he's nice but still-

"HEY!" I turned around and saw Jack pushing people aside and walking towards me.
"Hey." I responded.
"Dude I saw you talking to the fag, you know what he's like right?" Jack said.
"What about him- and no I don't what the rumors about him are." I rolled my eyes.
"Come on you had to have heard them, about how he complements his teammates on the hockey team and stared at them in the locker room. How he rushes out quickly so none of them look at him." Jack said.
"No I haven't heard those, and he seems pretty chill." I said in a snarky tone.
"Whatever, just don't go catching feelings for him. Would hate for you to also be known as the gay boy." Jack said rudely.