It was none other than him.
Dimitri Rae.
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I could've died of embarrassment with how awkward the scene was. There he was, standing 6 feet tall, looming over me.
I know I said that I wanted him to pay me some attention, but I did NOT mean like this!
I was thinking more, I walk into school looking so hot that i draw everyone's attention, then Dimitri turns his head towards me - mesmerised by the sight before him and walks up to me--
Wait, now is NOT the time for that.
I lifted my head, slowly, to meet his gaze. Gosh, I could've melted into a pool on the ground from looking into those chocolate brown eyes. His gaze was so intense that I felt even more embarrassed. Great! I cleared my throat before saying,
"I'm really sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. Oh, is your back alright? I mean, it's pretty hard so I doubt it but-" I quickly stopped myself before I could blurt out anything even more mortifying. He gave me a stunning half smile before replying,
"It's alright. And yeah, I think my back will be okay."
He let out a chuckle and I could've swore my heart started beating 10x faster.
I decided not to waste this opportunity and further the conversation. Even though it started out terribly, I could still make the most of it.
"So, how are you? It's been a little while!"
"I've been good, I guess." This time, he sent me one of his signature heart melting smiles. "And you?"
"Yeah, I've been okay!"
We just smiled at each other for a bit, neither of us saying a word. I cringed internally at my sudden loss of social skills. Then, I remembered the girl I saw earlier. The gorgeous brunette. Not minding my business, I said,
"So, I saw you with a girl earlier, and I didn't recognise her. I mean, she's gorgeous. Is she new?"
Before he could reply, as if on cue, the girl from earlier suddenly appeared.
"Hey Dimitri!" She put her hand on his shoulder in a comfortable, familiar manner. My insides burned with envy, but also sorrow. We used to be like that. Now we could barely hold a conversation without it drifting into an awkward silence, or even have one in the first place.
She looked even prettier up close. I wouldn't be surprised if he had forgotten all about me with her around.
She looked at me and we made eye contact. Great, just great!
"Hi, I'm Jayda! I don't recall seeing you before, are you new here?"
She smiled politely at me before saying,
"Yeah, I am. I'm Mckenzie, but you can call me Kenna."
She actually was polite, too. Very. She seemed to be a very nice person, which only made my insides squirm more.
I opened my mouth to reply, but before any words left it, the school bell rang to indicate that lessons were starting.
Saved by the bell. I probably would've said something stupid anyway.
I waved goodbye to the pair and walked past them, grateful that I hadn't spurted out whatever word garbage my brain wanted to let out.
Even though I was glad that I had gotten out of that awkward situation, i couldn't help but feel envious of that girl. Of Kenna. She had adorable doe eyes and soft brows, which perfectly framed her face, with a nice figure. She was really nice, too. She didn't seem to have a single flaw. She looked great with Dimitri - way better than I ever did - if I didn't know any better, I'd say that they were a couple.
I couldn't help but feel insecure at her presence. Sure, I was pretty and friendly, but so was she. I couldn't help but think that maybe the reason that he had left me was because he preferred her. And I couldn't even blame him. She seemed perfect.
I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and resumed listening to Paris tell a story about her maths teacher, Mr Bradley. Apparently, he had been spinning on his chair (despite always snapping at students for not sitting on their chair properly) and suddenly fell off of it, tumbling to the floor. We both burst out in laughter. Everyone hated Mr Bradley for his strictness.
Even though I was enjoying talking to my best friend, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling in the back of my head.
I walked through the halls, yet again, immersed in conversation with Paris. I, once again, didn't look where I was going and bumped straight into someone.
Only, this, it wasn't as pleasant a surprise.
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Touch Your Heart
Romance"It all started with a bet." I would say that, but it didn't all start with a bet. It started way before that. Jayda Sinclair is very popular in her school for her kind personality, good looks, and good grades. You'd think that her life was perfect...
