Seeing You - Boys of Tommen

He's Like a Poem I Wish I Wrote

September 8th, 2001                  

Katie:                                                                                                                                                         

Somewhat shaken up from my interaction with the boy in the music room, Feely, Patrick Feely I walked in a sort of daze to my class, I internally groaned at the prospect of attending my math class, with once again no one to sit with. Deep in thought, I turn the corner walking directly into something, no not something, someone.

A boy, a few inches taller than me, with blonde curly hair and a boyish yet handsome face has fallen victim to my clumsiness and unfortunately ended up on my collision course, god, my life since coming here has been one awkward interaction after the other, and the common denominator has been me. "I am so sorry" I say as his hands reach out to steady me "I wasn't looking where I was going and... I'm so sorry" gathering up the courage to make actual eye contact, I raise my head to meet his eyes.

To my surprise, he's already looking with his intense brown eyes. "Don't apologize, it was my fault" he says smoothly, clearly trying to make me feel better. I slightly shake my head and smile, and then I notice that he's still holding onto my arms, his touch is gentle but firm, I can really only describe the feeling as safety. He seems to notice the same time as I do, but he keeps his hands on my forearms, I don't stop him.

"I haven't seen you around her, what's your name?" he asks.

"Katie, I'm a first year" he smiles at that.

"I'm Hugh, I'm in second year" he smiles his perfect teeth at me and I can't help but stare at his beauty. "What class are you going to?" he asks for some reason.

"Maths" I answer, without missing a beat he grabs the heavy Maths textbook I'm holding out of my hands and says, "I'll walk you there, protect you from any more collisions" he smiles down at me as he steps to my side and we begin walking together. As I silently freak out, He's holding my books. If someone did this from my neighborhood it would be to run off and sell it, not only that but he's walking me to class, oh my god. I'm surprised I don't have to quicken up my pace considering his long legs, until I realize he's purposely slowing down for me and my heart melts a little.

"This is me" I say as I stop at the door and put my hands out to retrieve my book, when Hugh just continues walking into my classroom, setting the book down on an empty desk in the first row. I guess he can see my confusion at him walking me all the way to my desk.

"What type of lad would I be if I knowingly left you to deal with the strain of lugging this tomb around, in fact what page should I open it to for you" he looks at me expectantly along with a few of my classmates

"Um... Page 10" I offer awkwardly.

"That's my number" he says flipping the book before setting it down again.

"Huh?" he's now walking around the desk and pulling my chair out.

"I play rugby, I'm number 10, Fly Half" I'm barely listening because he's now walked back towards me, removed my backpack, placed a hand on the small of my back and guided me to my chair, and pushed my chair in.

I try to respond, "You play rugby?" he nods.

"We have a game at the end of the month, I'm just a sub for now but you should come and watch it" I nod like an idiot.

"Okay.. Sounds good" he grins at that.

"It was nice meeting you, I hope I see you around more"

By this point the teacher has arrived "Mr. Biggs, leave the girl to her studies." she says in a stern voice, just to do something with my hands I pull my Maths textbook closer to me and he lightly pushes my hands away with his right hand and pushes the book closer with left hand.

"Can't have you straining your delicate hands" he says, our hands touching sends adrenaline rushing through my veins.

"Mr. Biggs out" my teacher snaps again, he doesn't respond to her, he just winks at me and retreats out of the classroom, leaving me in shock.

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