Love vs Lust

Banality

"Ugh" I groan as soon as I walk through the cafeteria doors and take in my suroundings. Who knew there was a highschool that could be filled with this much unoriginality?
To my left, closest to the doors and near the trashcans (of course) was a table full of pimple filled glasses wearing textbook editing nerds. I say textbook editing because they're so smart and care so much that they actually find even the tiniest misplaced letter and they call it in to whatever poor idiot has to spend their day listening to highschool nerds compain.

My eyes lazily roam over the rest of the cafeteria to see the "normals". people who don't really exist they have no identity theyre just... well they're just there. I let out an audible sigh, how boring it must be to blend in so willingly.

Moving on, I look to the center of the cafeteria where the popular kids sit, all dressed fashionably and expsensively. Girls either flip their hair back and flirt shamlesly or gossip and let out fake giggles, giving pointed looks to the victim of the day. I roll my eyes and move foward in line to pay for my food. I honestly don't even need to keep looking to know that the guys at that table will be jocks either impossibly perfect in athletics and academics or decent in athletics and impossibly imperfect in academics.

Yeah, I know what your thinking. Your thinking I'm a judgement b...witch. well whatever your not seeing what I'm seeing, I feel like I've just walked into a cliché highschool movie scene.

I walk to an empty table in the far corner of the cafeteria and sit down. Everyone in the cafeteria gasps, (yes they freaking gasp) and start whispering under their breath while staring at me. I roll my eyes, reach into my bag grabbing my MP3 player (yes, I said MP3 player) and my headphones blocking the whole world out. Halfway through Teenagers by My Chemical romance someone rudely slams their backpack right in front of me making me jump while someone else rips my headphones off of my head... Oh! you did not just touch my headphones! someones got a death wish!

I take a deep breath ready to cuss out whatever idiot decided they were bored enough to mess with a random stranger. I mean for all they know I could be a murderer, an insane person... Well, by the time im done with them they'll both wish i was a murderer and relize i am an insane person (maybe that'll teach them to mess with people they don't know). I swing my head up and shoot daggers at the boy standing beside me. He towers over me with a smirk plastered to his full lips and amusement dancing in his light honey brown eyes.

"And exactly who was it that told you could sit here?" I snap my head in the direction of the voice. A boy about my age sits across from me glaring at me with gorgeous blue eyes narrowed at me, I narrow mine in response examining the sudden threat to my peaceful lunch time.

I don't really get it but he's got a kind of boyband glow to him, like you can almost see girls all over the world kissing posters with his face on it(gross and unsanitory by the way). But condradicting that is a kind of rocker vibe that would probably make some girls drop to their knees,( in a swooning manner of course... well mostly)
While making others runaway screaming. As hard as it is to believe he's also got something about him that gives off a boy-next-door thing, like if you looked deep enough into his eyes you'd be able to see an endless amount of love he's willing to shower one very lucky girl with. Then there's the way he holds him self, as if he'd be both willing and perfectly able to make you feel a pasion so intense you'd shatter.

Yep. definetely dangerous for any girls heart.
He's got the whole "badboy" thing down pat. Greeaat something else I've seen way too many times. Well, considering both my exes technically fit under that category and I only parted well with one I know exactly how to deal with him. I take another look at his raven black hair and blues that could either be dark or light depending on how you look at him and my mind starts to wonder to Ryan. My first boyfriend who had light blond hair and dark green eyes, I remember how those beautiful eyes would twinkle with amusement whenever I challenged him, he had said that was one of the many reasons he had fallen for me. Because I resisted and challenged.

So, then I'd just have to act really flirty and stupid so this "badboy" in front of me would think I'm just another one of the many girls who trip over themselves for him. He'd get bored quick and forget I exist. It'd be easy peasy lemon squesy. Except, I don't really care at the moment. So he can just shove it.

I come back down to earth where I'm curently having a full on glaring contest with the boy who spoke. " you gonna answer anytime soon?" He snaps darkly. Oooh, scary.
I roll my eyes, ending the glaring contest (he wins) and speak with an annoyed/sarcastic edge to my voice. " sorry, didn't relize you had your name all over it" I wave my hand over the table and draw out the word when I say "all". He fixes me with another death glare making me sigh in annoyed boredom. His eyebrows go up, he seems suprised by the fact that I didn't quake in my boots and I have to supress a smirk because I know cockiness will get me nowhere with a guy like this.

I turn towards the other boy who's now curently got my headphones carelessly slung around his neck, fingers paused over the screen of my MP3 player and my bag on the table to the right of him. His atention is now fully on me, he's grinning at me with an impressed look in his eyes. I smile at him and scooch my chair towards him catching his eyes with mine...wow.... did I happen to mention I'm a sucker for light brown eyes.

The smile on my face widens and becomes a little more genuine, I decide to try it the easy way because he's hot and I just wanna get out this curent annoying situation, so I put my hand out towards him " may I please have my things back" I say in my usual sweet voice that comes naturally out of me when I'm talking to strangers. It also happens to annoy the hell outta me, but my mom drilled good old fashioned manners into me my whole life, might as well use 'em.At my words he seems even more impressed and his eyebrows shoot up " a beautiful girl with manners" he grins and looks me up and down "I'm impressed, here." He slips my headphones off and hands them along with my MP3 player back to me.

I grin as soon as my hands clamp around them, I slip my headphones on carefully putting them around my neck. I stand up slip my MP3 player into my jeans pocket and look up to see both boys roaming my body with their eyes, from my pocket where I'd put my MP3 then slowly down and back up even slower. Neither one of them blush when they see I've caught them staring and I don't either I just fix my eyes on my bag with a bored air about me and say "are you going to hand me my bag or are you going to continue to stare at me all day." I wanna say something else instead of "stare at" but the "f" word doesn't come out of my mouth naturally and it always sounds like I'm speaking in a foreign language, Heck it even sounds unatural in my head. The boy with the brown eyes smiles inocently and hands me my bag, just as the bell rings. I shoot a glare at the boy with blue eyes and a bad attitude (unfortunately for him I've gotta bad attitude too) before rushing towards the cafeteria doors.