The Perfect One

Chapter 2

When I hear the sound of pianos playing, it was a short-period of time that I realize it was my alarm clock.

7:45

I have realized that I was supposed to walk to school with Ann at 7:15. Once I tell her everything I bet she'll be fine.

7:56

I should get ready now. I slept with my hair in a braid and I haven't expected it to be wavy but it now cuts the time. I went over the the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush. I also grabbed my toothpaste but then there was a little left. Might as well use it.

It was winter, and so I have decided that I should where a white over sized sweater with a burgundy infinity scarf, and some tan-colored suede boots. I really liked this combo because it was simple but yet stylish.

I have realized that I was too busy looking at how cute my outfit was today that I haven't realized the time.

8:15

I have missed my first period. To be more exact. My favorite period. It was music class. So far, this day didn't turn out well. My mom went to work early and my dad also went to work early. Might as well walk to school which takes me like 30 min. because of the snow.

I have entered school just straightly going into my next class-math. It was an okay subject but then I get confused of what I should have done in problems.

When I went into the classroom, I see all eyes on me. I'm kind off okay with that but then the stares felt like forever! I'm thinking when will it end.

Math class seemed like forever in all of my classes but this time, it surprised me because the time went so fast. I head to my next class which is P.E. I really liked that class because one of my life-time goal is to stay fit. This week, we get to do football which is okay. It's not my favorite but yet it's not my least liked.

Some jocks took over the class. I don't know why but I'll just go with it. One guy or I should say one jock is assigned to each student. Because they're jocks, they all have toned hands, arms, legs, tummy, and EVERYTHING. The guy that was assigned to me was really hot. Looking at his eyes, it seemed like he was checking me out. But then his eyes stop at mine. We looked at each other which seemed like forever. I interrupted the silence by saying "Hi" he replied saying the same thing but added "We should start with throwing first"

He instructs me with how to throw a football. I try throwing a football but I'm not getting it. He shows me again but this time when I try it, he position my hands. For some-what reason, his hands reached mine. Again, there was a moment of silence. He tries to lean in for a kiss but then I go back. How can I kiss a guy without knowing his name or anything about him? If I know more I might kiss him but not now because knowing jocks in movies, they are players. Well... some.