Class was class, as normal and nothing out of ordinary. I walk into my last period chemistry class and guess who's sitting in my seat. I walk over to the boy who created the bruise that is now obvious on my face.
"Excuse me but I think you're in my seat, new boy." I say with a laugh. He giggles and moves over a seat.
As class is about to end I see him go through his binder and get a piece of paper and pencil. He scribbles down some notes and then looks at me. All of a sudden I feel him slide a paper under my hand.
"I still feel very bad for what happened this morning, maybe I could make it up to you?"
I smile and reach for my pencil. I start to scribble down some love bullshit and realize I barley know this guy. Apart from him being amazingly attractive I can't jus-
"Grace can you recite the periodic table for us to refresh our minds?" Mr. Scandle interrupts my thoughts.
"Uhm my hand wasn't raised" I say and hear people snickering and giggling. The bell rings and I am set free from this hell for the day.
I gather my things and start walking out of the classroom. I look back at Noah to see him staring at me. I think about waiting for him, but I decide against it and walk to my locker.
After I get my things from my locker I get on the "yellow contraption" as my dad calls it. Otherwise known as a bus. I see all the usual people that get on the bus, and for some reason secretly wish Noah would aboard too. As we start to leave the school the bus stops. I hear the bus driver talking to someone in the front but I'm too far back to see who it is.
"Is this seat taken?" I look up and see the boy I was hoping for.
"Only by you." I say with a smile. He sits down and the bus start moving again.
"Holy shit I must've really hit you hard for you to have that big of a bruise already" he says getting close to my face staring at the ugly black-ish blue mark on my forehead.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll have to conceal it with makeup until it gets better I suppose" I say.
The rest of the bus ride we sit in silence. It wasn't too awkward until I felt something touch my hand. I looked down to see that Noah had put his hand on top of mine. I look over at him and with surprise and pull my hand away.
"Oh.. I'm sorry.. did I put my hand on yours?" He says obviously embarrassed.
"Yeah it's cool don't worry about it." I say trying to play it off.
Fucked that one up didn't I.
