The perfect disaster

I stared into his bright blue eyes. Mesmerized, I examined his face. His beautiful face. Okay maybe beautiful isn't a great way to describe it. But that's what it was. His intense jaw line that caused butterflies to erupt in my stomach. His lips that were irresistible. For 14 he was very muscular, built, masculine looking and impressively hot. Words cannot describe how bad I just wanted to jump into his arms and embrace all he had to give.

For a moment it felt like it was just me and him, together. With nobody else in the world.

"Hey Wes! Wesley! C'mon dude the bus isn't gunna wait forever!"

And just like that I was sucked back into reality. Thanks to one of Wesley's friends. Wesley, the name fit his overall self perfectly.

As if he couldn't impress me any more, he smiled and let out a soft chuckle. His smile was incredibly adorable. While his laugh was deep, it still had a childish tone that made me extatic. Even though I wouldn't dare show it.

"Yeah man I'm coming." He shouted.

Damn, his voice was sexy.

He gave me one last look. His eyes tracing up and down my body. for some reason a smirk appeared across his face. before i could say anything he ran his hand through his dirty blond, sexy bed head styled hair and jogged away.

Leaving me their.

Breathless.

As I walked onto the bus I got weird, confused stares. I sat down puzzled and then I realized why I had got the stares I did. It was because I had just stood at the bus stop for about a Minuit before boarding the bus. God I'm such an idiot! Theirs goes my chance of making a first good impression on everyone. Instead I knew I would get labelled as the damn girl that made us late for school.

The bus ride was dshort yet I still had time to think everything all over. Running the potential greatest moment of my life through my head I couldn't help but spread a wide grin on my face. What probably meant so little to him meant so much to me. I was prone to fall to fast for boys but I never showed it.

Through the whole bus ride I wanted to look back and stare into those blue eyes that reminded me of the prettiest sky you could imagine. As the bus came to a stop I gave in and stared to the back of the bus searching desperately for the boy I wanted so bad. When I saw him I was shocked to say the least. Considering he was already staring at me...my heart jumped a little and I was full of content. I let a smile grow on my face only to see him do the same.

I stepped out of my seat, into the isle, and down the bus steps. Walking to the school Carful to keep my head down, the less I got seen, the better.

I climbed the stares and trembled as I saw the front doors to my new school. Things here could either go great, or take a turn for the worst. And to be honest, I've never had the best of luck.