perfect storm

Chapter Eight | Significance

February 7th, 2022, 7:50 AM

i blinked over and over, trying to decipher if this was real life or not. was i reading this right? i stared at the text as i walked down the hall. the small part of my brain that was unoccupied by this message made sure i didn't crash into anyone. my mind and heart were racing, trying to figure out if he just said it because he saw me say it to Robin. maybe he knows that i say it to my friends and he just wanted to do it too? that has to be it. I've gotten so used to saying 'i love you' to my friends every day that i forgot how significant and different it sounded coming from someone i had feelings for. someone like Eddie. i couldn't make a big deal out of this to him. i pressed my finger down on the message, chose the heart react, and started writing out a new text to him.

eddie :)

do you wanna hang out again today?

of course 

this motherfucker is so flirty and he doesn't even realize it.

do you have any ideas?

yeah. but we have to take the bus

that's fine

what do you wanna do ?

it's a surprise

;)

again with the fucking flirting. i sat down on one of the hallway benches so i could focus.

oooh i'm excited

what bus?

three

cool, courtyard exit at 2:30?

yep! see u there :)

the bell rang for the next class and it pulled me out of my semi-daydream. i gathered myself, stood up, and continued walking to my next class. talking to him, even just texting him, pulls me into a dream state. i put in my headphones in an attempt to distract myself. i forgot that i have chem with him at one, too. i arrived to my next class, sat down, and started counting down the hours.

February 7th, 2022, 1:00 PM

classes take forever when you're waiting to see a guy you like and you're this fucking delusional. seriously, i was tapping my foot through them all like it would make the time go by faster. i spent the entire lunch period staring at him across the lunchroom. i loved seeing him with his friends and bandmates, talking about D&D and music. at one point he raised his arms in the air, exaggerating something to his friends, and i saw my bracelet hanging off his wrist. he forgot to give it back to me, but i don't care. 

he hasn't taken it off.

obviously i didn't watch him the whole time. i'm not a creep. i DO enjoy talking to my friends. it's the one time of day i get to see them and we're all together. however, i'm unsure of when i should tell them. they don't really know him. to be fair, i didn't either until last week. is a crush this intimate and strong unreasonable for how long we've known one another? will they think that? i don't know. whatever. i'll tell them when i think the time is right. it's weird to know that i think about him this much and that i'm probably just a casual thought of his. i want to get into his mind so badly. i want to know what he thinks of me. i need to know. i must have been zoning out and staring into space thinking about all this, because my chemistry teacher dropped a paper on my desk and i didn't even notice.