Average . . . Yeah, that's what I am. The looks, black wavy hair, black eyes, not too pointed nose, semi pinkish lips, 5'4 height, not too curvy body. The intellligence, I always manage a B average in school. Not bad huh. My family, we belong to the middle class.
My heart, well thats a different story cause it always goes overboard that what i can manage.
I'm really glad my mom dropped me off to school. It's good to be early on the first day here in West Point High, I won' t hear most of the screaming students who pretends they were not able to see their friends during summer. Funny... I was not able to see my best friend during summer.
Walking down the hallway to get to my locker I heard the most loudest scream.
"GABBBBYYYYYY!!!!!!!" My best friend Chelsea, with brownish hair, gray eyes and pretty loud annoying voice. "HI!!!!!. I did not see you all summer! No hugs for the missed best friend" she said with the stupidest grin.
"Yeah, I missed you so much all summer that I forgot how noisy you can be." I said to her giving her a sweet smile and an i miss you so much hug.
" Very funny Gabby" she said pouting at me. . "Since you did not miss me that much, I will not tell you the good news that can change your junior year."
"What?" I said rolling my eyes. " What can you finally have for me that can change my life." I said giving her a I don' think you have it look.
Chelsea came close to me and whispered in my ear with a smile on her lips. "RENZ MATTHEWS." Then she walk away to go to her locker.Renz Matthews. He is my ultimate crush. The guy that I have been day dreaming since 5th grade. Blonde hair that looks so soft you can run yout fingers through and through. Blue eyes that when he smiles seems to sparkle. Lips that looks so good to kiss. Haaaayyyy. I always dream of him. Always wanting to be with him, but he doesn't even know i exist.
I hurriedly put my things in my locker and strode down to chelsea. "Tell me, what happened this summer that you think you can make me and renz happen this junior year" i asked her curiously.
"Well, you know his friend Simon?" I nodded. " He became my friend this summer because we stayed on the same resort." She smiles. " And since we are now friends my dear, I will introduce you to him at lunch and maybe he'll intoduce us to his" she said like she had everything planned out.
" yeah right, like that he will remember once we're introduced." I said with a hopeful smile on my face.The first period bell rang and we went our separate ways saying we'll see each other at lunch. I sat on the 2nd row of my English class waiting for the teacher to enter. I got my notebook out and scribbled my name. Then the front door open, with jaw dropping and eyes bulging . . . And then there was Light. Entering the class is Renz Matthews with his friends. I can'y believe it all the years that I've been crushing on him this is the first time that he is my classmate.
He sat on the 3rd row specifically at my back. I can feel the heat of nervousness arising from my body. "He's here. He's at my back." I subconsciously comb my hair bringing it to one side. They were laughing at something with his buddies. "Oh God, i hope I hope i look good from the back." I felt a tap on my shoulder, slowly turning my head to the back, he smile and said "Hey this is really embarrassing, but do you happen to have an extra pen?" Wow, this is so cliche' and I can never thank God enough for this moment.
"Y yeah," reaching for my bag, i gave him the pen and smiled.
He took the pen and said "RENZ". I turn around again giving him a questioning look.
He smirk at me. "your pen, it has a name engraved on it." With raised eyebrows and a sexy smirk he said "Renz, thats my name, seems like its made for me."
"Oh my, of all the pens that I have why did I pick that pen." Stupid me. He may already think that I'm a stalker.I really hate chelsea now for giving me that gift." I said to my self. "Don't be too cocky, its just a coincidence that you have the same name with my cousin" I told him giving him a smirk of my own to cover my nervousness. He gave me a small salute indicating his retreat. The teacher came in and the lesson started.
When the bell rang indicating the end of first period, I walked to my 2nd class, History. I entered the room and saw my friend Mateo Medina sitting at the back. Mateo has been my friend since freshman year, he has black hair, green eyes and a body of a basketball star. He is one of the best players in our school. How did he became my friend? He accidentally pulled my chair in the middle of the cafeteria thinking that I was his friend. And it all started there. We hang out sometimes with chelsea at diner near the school, he sometimes sits with us at lunch and gives us a ride home.Mateo smiled when I sat next to him. "Hey, how was your summer?" He asked. I grin at him "Well, forget about summer, you know that nothing good happened. Lets talk about first period." With a smirk on his face, raising his eyebrows "yeah?" I giggled and faced him. "I Gabriella Stone, talked to Renz Matthews. Can you believe it?" He gave me a look that says that's nothing special. "And?" He added. I gaped at him " What the hell matt, you know its a step on my part. You are one of the persons who knows how I really feel about him." I gave him a sweet smile " one baby step at a time." He rolled his eyes and look at me. " well, good luck my friend."
LUCK. Yeah, its really on my side this year. Renz is on my 1st to 4th period. The best thing about this, he gives me a small smile or looks at me like saying he acknowledges my presence in all those classes. Wow! This may be a really good year for me. I just can't thank HIM enough. Maybe all those prayers, pennies on the wishing well and writing his name on the stars helped. Maybe I can add waiting for a shooting star next to wish him to be mine. MINE. Thats all I wanted.
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RomanceRenz Matthews . . . That name will always be on my mind. His blonde hair, blue eyes, gorgeous smile, Hot Body. His my kind of guy. I can be anything for him. I'll do anything for him I've been his acquaintance. . . I've been his class partner...