I sat quietly .. thinking to myself....Where was he? Why wasn't he here yet? Ohh wait , I forgot he's always early or shoud I use the correct term late . I just can't seem to understand , how you can be SO late to lesson? But then again , we are all different after all. Him not being here was really beggining to get on my buttons! I didn't wanna care. But i did. I didn't wanna know where he was. But i really did. Every part of me urgered with anger . Not at him, but at me! I was seriously .... causing myself a great deal of distress. Why ?because of some stupid guy . As I tried to sit there without exploding my brain with so many questions and silly answers.. I attempted to occupy myself. I looked down at the math sheet which sat before me. I picked up my pencil and began the real important questions , I should have been answering. The slight buzz of chatter, filled the room . Everyone was engrossed in their conversation and I, I was engrossed in my not so awesome Line graphs.. No one seem to even noticed me. I hadn't even noticed myself, I was so into it. I was just lost in my world.. Till I felt it, I felt him, he was here. The door swang open with a thrust. I still didnt look up, well my attempt not to anyways but I knew it was him. I could feel it, feel him. His presence. I couldn't control myself I looked up, up at him. He was laughing. He turned to miss as he walked in 'sorry I'm late miss, you know how it is' winking and roaming around like a model. He just greeting everyone, as if he was a superstar at a concert greeting and pleasing everyone there. I personally don't blame him. You will only act like that, if that's how your treated. And damnn did everyonr everyone treat him like a superstar. They all just adored him. He looked at me, his head slight cocked to the side. Our eyes met and my heart froze like it did the first time I laid eyes on him . I wanted him to greet me because I knew if I tried the words wouldn't come out. I took a deep breath and just played cool. I broke in to a subtle smile trying not to give too much away. He smiled back givin me a heart warming smile. The one I loved. It made me wana smile back again but I hesatated, what if I look dumb? Smilig twice for no reason, he'll think im crazy? No pretend like it's nothing .So I did. ''Zahid '' Miss Price roared '' I think that's quite enough. Your a student just like everyone else here. Their shall not be any v.i.p treatment , diary on my desk and NOW.''. He rolled his eyes cheekily and dug his golden hands into his bag. Although evidently everyone knew including Miss. Price that Zahid ,wasn't going to give his dairy.He never did. So you see our little story started here, we just didn't know it. In this room. Yes maths. it is where we met and where my heart melted. I was a real strong girl with strong veiws but I had found a weakeness in me. HIM.
