The Little Night Light

Chapter: 3

His light blue eyes stared into my dull brown ones. They looked so lively and happy, something I wish I had. His hair was pulled back into a small bun with a single curl hanging off the side of his face. Sunglasses sat on the top of his head with a weird looking scarf around his neck.

I'm not the one for hot guys, if even guys at all. I am a very selective person. But boy was he both hot and cute. His appearance had stolen my heart. I wanted to hug him and be around him for every second. He just had this comforting presence in the room which I adored. At this moment I knew, he was the only exception I was ever going to have.

But then, I remember.

I had to stay away.

Even if he was the only one.

"I'm fine." I said poisonously as I pulled away from him. I dashed out the door and cowardly darted down the hall way.

"Wait! Come back!" He yelled down the hall for me, but I had already disappeared into the crowd.

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English flew by and DDP was next. I wasn't really sure what to expect today but I knew it had something to do with drawing. Turns out we were drafting designs today on the computer. Our goal was to draft a small car that could fit into an 8x8x8 box. Trust me. It isn't that easy.

The next thing I knew it was lunch time. Have lunch at 11:00? I'm not the one to argue.

I was first in the lunch line and took my tray to the cashier. After I gave her the money I was on my way to the corner of the room, all by myself, as usual.

I scanned the room as I ate my lunch and watched as everyone conversed and laughed. I wish I could be as happy as them, they all know though. Ever since the incident, I haven't been treated the same not have I been the same.

All of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw Connor. He walked out of the lunch like looking dazed and confused of what to do next.

I should go up and help him out. I mean he was nice to me a few moments ago. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I mean. Just as a friend. For today. It wouldn't get anymore larger than that. It'd be ok. Right?

The moment our eyes connected from across the lunch room, I had finally built up some courage to ask him over. But that quickly deflated as a group of popular boys pushed him over to their table. Guess we wouldn't get the chance to talk.

Wait.

No Cybele.

No.

I promised myself that I'd stay out of people's lives. And I will. Yes he's cute and hot and all. But I must stay away. He deserves better. I can't ruin this for him too. I'll even try my hardest to switch seats in class. Or maybe I just won't show up. That sounds like a good plan.

But as he was being pulled away, he never lost my gaze. And I could help but wonder

Why me?

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I left lunch a little early to head to my next class. But as I exited the lunch room, I saw all the sluts and whores hanging around him like lions ready to pounce. I guess they all thought the same as I. It made my stomach churn.

I hastily pushed the door open and tried my best not to cry. But then again, I had no tears left to give. I mean he's just a guy. Nothing more nothing less. He was just a guy. Just a guy.

As I was homing in on the room of my next class something, or should I say someone grabbed me from behind. Stumbling back I whipped around to see who on earth it could've been. I took a few cautious steps back so we were a safe distance from each other. To the least of my surprise, it was one of the popular girls.