#1:Missing what was never there

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He helped me again today, Jeff.

It was uncalled for, completely and utterly out of the pure kindness of his heart.

Books dropping; is a thing that has not been and will never be ‘that deep’. I could have picked up them flimsily, cursed, stuck together piles of paper by myself, with little to no hassle whatsoever.

This leaves me questioning for the 5th time this month; why on Earth did he help me,1, 2, Why every second him and everything he does is on my mind, and 3, Why on Earth do I care this much?

Jeff Satur is the most popular boy, Senior to be exact, in our college. Though I am only a freshman it, very quickly, became apparent to me that that was the case.

For good reasons may I add;
For starters he has a flawless voice that has a calming and unique tone to it, then his perfect face with eyes perfect almonds, a shade that fits his tanned skin tone and dark black hair that he never cuts shorter than 4 inches off his scalp. Finally, his kindness and originality.

Also, the fact he and my elder sister Creamy have been friends since the end of high school.

For those exact reasons,  he is on my mind. However, recently, it’s become more common than before. I guess I knew him for a while before college but now that I get to see him in the school environment - almost every day -he's just ten times more attractive to me. When is he not, though? If I were to define perfection as a living breathing being, it would be the exact description of Jeff Satur.

However, all I can do, much like 75% of us (his dangerously enthusiastic "fans" ), is sit and watch as the lucky girls in his year group get to swoon over him every day from a first-hand distance.

Though she is one of his best friends, Creamy still finds a way to boast about him and pretend to ogle over him whenever he comes up in a conversation, simply to make me jealous that she has a famous friend. And I, admittedly, fall for it every time.

It's a shame that he will be leaving next year. Though it's not summer yet, I already feel as if I'm missing him.


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