Next Day
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It's been pretty cool hanging out with Matthew. I'm almost shocked that he talks to me around people. Like people can actually see me talk to him. Actually not all that shocking people don't really say bad things they just think it's weird that I'm so isolated and have extremely long hair.
They've never really bullied me. I guess I've never really given a good enough reason to. Which may be a good thing since I'm kind of talking to the now hottest guy in school. That might make the old hottest dude in school pissed. He never liked any other guy stealing "his" spotlight.
He's kind of obsessed with himself and whenever he sees his "fans" swooning over another guy right in front of him he'll loose his shit. Whenever I see Matthew come up I smile brightly slowly taking in his hotness. I swear I have no idea what he's still doing talking to me. I mean I've never been insecure (okay that may be a lie of course I am) I know I'm pretty (not at all) but not pretty enough to have a guy like him talking to me.
Then I hear his damned accent and nearly fucking melt. "So how's your morning been going gorgeous?" He says hugging me. I blush and look down smiling like an idiot. "Hmm better now." I say. "What happen?" He says worriedly. I shake my head and force a smile.
"It was nothing." I lie right through my teeth feeling instantly guilty. I know I'll have the guilt eating away at me later on. One of the reasons why I'm a terrible liar, I can never not feel guilty about it. I usually end up running back to the person I lied to and telling them the truth.
Matthew nods still frowning. He knows. Damn it.
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Lunch
I'm sitting in my corner eating alone expecting them I see Matty walk in and a girl stops him giving a flirtatious smile and pushing her chest out some more. I see him smile awkwardly at her not even gazing down at her chest for even a second. His eyes never leave hers. I see her mouth move, but I can't hear any words come out because I'm too far away.
He says something then points over at me, and she narrows her eyes at me and when he turns around I smirk and flip her the bird. Take that you stupid bitch. She says something again and passes a piece of paper to him then winks and walks away swaying her hips exaggeratedly. I roll my eyes and laugh whenever I see Matty throw the piece of paper away without even opening.
"What was it?" I say smiling at him. "The girls number. Not quite interested. At all." He says making a grossed out face. "Yeahh she was a bit too... slutty for my liking." I say hopefully casually looking down at my lunch pushing the food around with my fork.
He laughs and walks over hugging me "it's okay if you were jealous. If a guy looked at you the way I do I'd want to send him to his coffin too." He mumbles.
So...what does this make us. Holy shit I'm already calling me and him an 'us'. Damn it this is bad. I quickly push him away and look at him with wide eyes, I can't get attached. Everyone leaves. So I do what I did the first day I saw him. Duck and run away. Very quickly. I can't let myself get attached. Because anyone could leave in a second without warning and leave a lifetime of pain behind.
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Matthew to the side you bunch of nagging pandas
One last time...
~Em's💋✌️👏
