Throw Back Thursday

Twelve

I was rendered speechless and my feet were stuck to floor like glue. It wasn't a good look for me. I'm sure that he thinks I'm a complete ass. Say something, for God's sake!

"Uh... hi." Without coming off like a sarcastic emotionless bitch, "You're uh... Um... Who are you?" I angled my head in attempt to be humorous. I know, I'm an idiot.

He laughed. Is that boy okay?! Like, really, does he actually  see me?  See... me...  "You seem familiar. Have we already become acquainted?" No, but come to think of it, he did look like someone I know, or knew. Ah, it's probably just a coincidence.

"No.. You're well mannered." I said , raising my intonation, trying to flirt. In other words; coming off like a retarded weirdo. More than I already have. If that's even possible.

He chuckled again. Damn, he's cute. So - Anyway.....

The bell saved me. Literally. God, I never thought I would actually thank school for something! Is that okay? Am I sick? Have I gone round the twist?

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English lit was crap. That's where I'm sitting now. Right now. We're studying Shakespearian language and plays. Yay! Juliet and Romeo.. No, Romeo and Juliet. LOL. Precisely at 12:02, Miss Hammerstein scrawled initials and sentences on the board. (Which made absolutely no sense.) Let's see what she's done this time.

"Romeo and Juliet. Lovers. Families. Enemies. Brilliance. Writing. English. Go!!"  God, her board writing sounds like a load of hash tags! Is that even right for a teacher? I pulled up a chair and worked with the cute guy who I met earlier. Hi...

"So I see you're interested in Billy the boy?" Billy the boy?  As if he read my thoughts, his next words were, "Shakespeare. It's my dad's uh, "pet name" for him, if you like."

"Oh!" I cheesily smiled. Let's get on with this project.

A blushing girl, I was. I gingerly walked down the twisting staircase which was the trademark of our school. In case you're wondering why I said "blushing", it's because Mr Cute is standing very near me. Yeah, he needs a new pet name. Ew!

I passed a couple of teachers as I descended down the stair case, my heart pounding. Just like the day I ran away with that guy. I still don't know who he is!  They said a polite hello, and I returned their politeness with a smile. Naturally, as I do. Ha ha. I was wickedly smiling in my mind. I didn't want to seem like I was off my trolley to Mr Cute, now, did I?

Five past one. Time for PE. Oh, brilliant. I know I'm bored already.