Monday rolled around. God Mondays suck. Tammy had gone home on Sunday and Oliver was prepping for a quiz.
That day they had both stayed up hoping it see each other again but were just slightly off with their timing. The pair couldn't sleep that night. Their hearts ached for each other.
On the Monday morning Tristen's alarm hadn't gone off while Oliver was earlier than usual.
During their lunch period they had both decided to stay in the school. A first for the two. Tristen and her friend were at a locker just gossiping and Tristen told Mandy all about balcony boy.
Oliver was with a group of guys and they were standing at the wall right across from her.
His thoughts were interrupted when he felt a pair off eyes boring into the side of his face. He looked over.
Their eyes locked. His soft features and soft looking lips entice her. She melts internally but tries her best to not make it known.
She tries to look away but her body won't let her. She is completely entranced. Even with her mind yelling at her to stop, she can't. She knows she looks like a creep but she is completely mesmerized by those big chocolate eyes. She can almost she the whole world in those big brown eyes.
His gaze is locked on the same girl that lives across him. The same girl he saw giggling and laughing with her sister.
His heart almost stops when he notices a small tint to her cheeks. He uses all his strength to look away, not wanting to but having too.
She snaps out of it once his gaze averts. Her heart aches for more, she wants, no, needs more. His face, even in the cold florescence, is beautiful, warm, with perfect features and perfect facial harmony.
He stands out to her. The boy from the balcony. The boy with the guitar. The boy her heart is set on.
He is perfect.
Tristen and Oliver both head to class, walking in opposite directions. She sets down her stuff, so does he. They sit down and focus on their respective lessons, yet they both can only focus on each other.
The brown chocolatey eyed boy with the guitar from the balcony and the hazel eyed girl with chocolate silk hair with the gorgeous laugh.
Their hearts have joined together even if they don't know each other. They needed to find each other.
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The Good and the Bad
General FictionOliver Miller, a brown eyed, dirty blonde, hard working 23 year old, is a billionaires son who is constantly seeking to be forgotten. He works hard to live a regular life with a shitty job, taking little to zero help from his parents. He built the l...
