Chances

Chapter Four:

Chapter Four: Sebastian’s P.O.V.

            The breath was knocked out of me. I felt butterflies stir in my stomach. A blush fell on my cheeks. His eyes met mine. My heart started pumping again at an alarming rate and I felt that familiar sweat form on my nervous hands.

What the hell was he doing here? Was he a teacher? He had to be. He was older; he was able to get into Rumours. There was no way he was a student like me. What were the chances?

His jaw dropped, shocked to see me too. I wanted to speak to him. What the hell would I say? Hey, remember me Sebastian? I was the guy you had a steamy one night stand with about a month ago. Yeah, that would go over well.

“What’s the matter, Bash?” Jesse asked, looking over where I was looking at.

“Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “Is that a new teacher?” I felt fear pulse through quickly. I just blew what little cover I had. Did they know I was checking him out? How in the hell would I explain myself out of that one. I did a glance over at Seth again. There was a group of girls near him. I could always say I was looking at one of those girls. I relaxed a little.

“No, he and his parent moved in down the street a few weeks ago. Never talked to him. Just seen him running around the neighborhood,” Jesse said. He was my age! My stomach squeezed tight. I nodded, unable to say anything intelligent.

            This had to mean something. What were the chances of two complete and total strangers meeting, sharing a beautiful night together, and then find each other a month later? I had a feeling those chances were pretty slim. I could get to know him now. We could be together. But he rejected you, Sebastian. So what? He was underage just like I was. He was probably just scared. I had to talk to him.

“Umm…I got to go and…make sure Carla is all set,” I said, quickly finding an excuse. Without waiting for a response, I left, searching for Seth.

            I saw Seth still staring at me from across the parking lot. I made my way towards him. He darted away into the school, leaving me standing in the parking lot like an idoit. I couldn’t chase after him like a crazy person. Anyways I was bound to run into him as small as this school was. Right I was, very right.

            In second block, he was sitting three assigned seats away from me. Third block, we were in the same locker room. In fourth block, he was only two seats away. The whole time I was on the edge of my seat, trying not to think about him or even sneak a glance at him. On both accounts, I failed miserably.

            I tried talking to him, but every class he zoomed out, avoiding me like the plague. I had no idea what I did wrong. He said it was the best night of his life. It was mine too. Why couldn’t he at least talk to me.? What’s the worst that could happen?

            My nights were spent thinking about what could happen between me and Seth. What if we started dating? The thought of being with him made my lower half swell. His lips touching mine, caressing my skin. Feeling him inside of me. The soft, sweet sounds of his moans, and the way he told me I was beautiful. I wanted Seth so badly. Why didn’t he want me? Lord, I sounded so pathetic. I needed to grow up and move on with my life, forget all about him. It was just a one night stand, nothing more. If it was meant to be something else, he would have talked to me, but he didn’t so I needed to keep on going with my life. But I didn’t, I couldn’t.

            I continued stealing glances at the beautiful Seth Murphy, and dreaming of him at night. It wasn’t for a month later; I made any head way with Seth.

“Is it okay if I go out Friday night?” Carla asked as we were on our way to school.

“With who?” I asked, going into over-protective brother mode, or father mode. I wasn’t sure; the line was drawn too thin now to tell anymore.