How To Get Him

for our country men and future generations

Im just a freshman when i met him, or should i say had a slight conversation with him (if that's what you called it)

The weather that day was so bad. It was a windy day, a chilly-windy day. I hate windy days because winds kept on blowing my hair, and i dont want my hair to be tangled. Im hair sensitive.

I was almost late when i arrived in our waiting area. With my messy hair. My friends were all there and smirking at me for being late.... again.

Then i saw him.

He was like a dream come true. So cliche'.

Dont let your hopes up. He was not the hot one, nor the famous-celebrity type or rocker and badboy thingy.

He was wearing a white long sleeve shirt, tie, black slack jeans and black loafers. With big black rimmed eye glasses. He looked like a young boy who was going for his first interview in a company or maybe a young boy-professor.

But also dont get me wrong. He was cute. Really really cute, including his height. I think i was a foot taller than him. But he looked so cute as a child in a dorky way.

Everyone was looking at him because of his old professional style. But what caught my attention was his no-care attitude. He just kept on walking, straight faced, without a glimpse to his surroundings.

See... he was heading straight. Chin up. Like he was from some high society and we were low lives not worthy of his attention.

I mean with those ridiculous clothes, there was no sign of shame. If i were wearing those outfit maybe my eyes will never leave the floor, or maybe my whole being wont leave my room....?

Then...

Some jocks, including my brother redd, tried to pull a prank on him. They threw some nasty remarks which was so offending that i dont even want to remember but he looked like he didnt hear them.

They even tripped him, but he just stood up and walked away without looking at them, so eventually those jocks just moved on and looked for their new victim.

Ooohhh, i really disliked those jocks, my brother a little bit. I mean what's with them and their bullying. So immature.

Anyway, when he was in front of my gang (that's what we call our group). I saw that his elbow was bleeding, had a little scratch.

"Hey" i said facing him "are you okay?" I asked

He stared at me and i felt like melting. It was intense with his hypnotic silvery blue eyes inside those enormous eye glasses.

After a minute of staring contest, i remembered his scratch

"you're...."and i tried to point his elbow but i didnt finish my sentence when my brother redd showed up beside me and put his arm on my shoulder.

"Dont!" Grunted by the little boy, who's by the way same age as mine, and shot death glare.

"What?" I muttered because i just wanted to show him that he was bleeding. What was wrong with that? What was wrong with him? except from the bullying he encountered a while ago.

Then he walked. Walked away from me

My friends laughed at me because i was stunned by his attitude. Even my brother shook my shoulder but i was trully shock.

I mean what did i do? Why was he mad at me?

After that i was intrigued by him.

I tried to watch his moves everyday. Whenever his around my mind immediately focused on him.