Standing Still

Chapter 6: Spinning

I disconnect my lips from Isabella's and slowly turn my head around to see my father standing outside my bedroom door. Which I forgot to close the door! I jump off Isabella and scoot farther away from her. She props herself up on her elbows and is nervously looking between me and my dad. My dad is staring at us with his eyes wide and mouth hanging open, like he doesn't believe what he's seeing.

After a few very tense moments, my dad regains his composure and says,

" I think, that would be enough tutoring for the day." Isabella quickly nodded and started gathering her things. I'm sitting where I was staring at my dad, just waiting for the bomb to go off, but he just stands there and stars back at me. I'm dead.

Isabella ran out of my room and out the front door in a matter of seconds and it was me and my dad. Staring at each other. After a few more minutes, a smile spreads across my dad's face.

" I knew it!" said dad.

" What?" I asked.

" I knew something was going on," said dad. " You've been acting strange lately." I didn't know what to say to this. My head is spinning too much for me to answer.

" But in all seriousness, what exactly have you done in this room?" He asked with a suspicious look on his face.

" Dad!" I yelled at him, my face glowing bright red.

" What? I thought it was a valid question," he said in his innocent voice.

" Get out!" I yelled.

" Fine, but like I said, if you have any questions I-"

" GET OUT!!" I yelled even louder. Dad went to shut the door but stopped at the last second.

" Antonio, if you need to talk about any of this, you tell me. I can help you champ" he said softly and closed the door.

I'm so disoriented, I can barely breathe. I get off the floor and go flop on my bed so I'm staring at the ceiling. The scenes that just happened replaying in my mind. I smile as I remember my lips against Isabella's and our arms intertwined, her breath against my face. I snapped my eyes open and slapped myself across he face. What am I doing thinking about all of this! I need to shower (put all this is my thinking font on google docs)

I ran to the bathroom and started the shower. I carefully removed my mother's necklace and set it on the counter of my sink. I then got undressed and got into the shower. As soon as the water touched my face, my nerves were instantly settled. It felt like the world stopped spinning. It was like the water was washing my problems away and down the drain. After a few moments, I started to wash and rinse myself.

After about 15 minutes, I climbed out if the shower, dried myself off, put on my necklace and got into shorts. I slowly walked towards my room and got into bed. While sitting in the darkness, my world got a lot more complicated. What will Isabella say when I see her tomorrow? Will she avoid me? Oh my gosh what did I do?!

Spinning. Spinning. Out of control.

* * *

I hear the silence. I feel the sorrow flowing through the air. The emptiness of one who is gone.

* * *

I wake up in a cold sweat. My hands are shaking and my face wet with tears. I remember when I would wake up crying in the middle of the night when I was a little kid. My mom would always be there to comfort me, but now I'm left so wallow in my misery.

I get up and put on a blue shirt. I don't bother doing my morning exercise, because I'm too worried thinking about today's tutoring session with Isabella. What will she think when she sees me? Will she even talk to me? Why did I have to mess this up! As I'm mentally scolding myself, I head to the kitchen to eat something to eat. There's really nothing here, so I eat a banana. I'm about to head out the door when I hear footsteps coming from behind me.

" Hey sport," dad says all cheerful like.

" What are you so happy about," I say with a little bit of attitude. Half from my tutor issue and the other half just from my morning mood.

" Well I'm just happy that my little boy has found love," he says making a heart shape with his hands. I roll my eyes and pick up my back pack.

" Do u have a girlfriend?" he asks.

" No, dad, NO," I yell and head for the from door.

" Sure you don't, so that little incident in your room yesterday was what?" he asks with sarcasm lacing his voice.

" It was no-" I start.

" It was obviously something, Antonio," he scolds. I walk out the door and start to head to school.

" We are not done with this conversation, Antonio," yells dad from the front door. I keep walking with my head down.

Throughout the whole conversation, I left out the part where my heart was racing during the kiss and how I would secretly in my heart want to do it again.

What was I saying! I barely know this girl and I'm acting like a stalker! I need to get this girl out of my head! But how can I do that when I see her every day! I hate high school.

* * *

I get to school and run inside as fast as I can, hoping Isabella doesn't see me. I run into my homeroom and quickly sit down and cover my head with my arms. Today is going to be the worst day of my life.

The rest of the day went really slow, which I am very thankful for. I payed attention in all of my classes just so that I could get my mind off you know what. But alas, the last bell of the day rang.

* * *

I reach the library doors and take a deep breath. Here goes nothing, I think and I open the doors to see Isabella sitting there, looking into her social studies book.

" Hey," I say. She slowly turns her head to look at me and she nods to me. Doesn't. Say a word. I mentally groan and sit at the seat that's next to her. I knew it would be this way. She doesn't even want to talk to me. Probably hates me. Nevertheless she starts teaching me about Exploration.

This time I'm actually listening to every word that she says. I need something to distract me from my racing mind and heart. But I can't help but feel my heart sink when she avoids looking me in the eye. I screwed everything up. I sigh quietly and continue taking notes.

* * *

At the end of the lesson, neither of us say a word. We both just start to pack up our things. I put my notes into my binder and go to grab my backpack. Isabella has already began to leave but she stopped by the doorway. I didn't ask, I just started to slowly make my way towards the entrance. Expecting her to move but she stood in the same spot. I couldn't take this anymore. Even though she probably hates me, I can't help but still care about her.

" Hey, are you alright?" I asked. I truthfully wanted to make sure that she was okay.

She looked at me. She looked straight into my eyes with her bright green ones. Before I knew it, she was leaning in. So close to his lips that he could feel her breath against his lips. I felt her set her hands on my stomach and creep them up towards my chest. Through all of this I stood still. Half my mind wanted to push her away the other half told me to just let this happen. I was torn in my mind so my eyes were glued to hers and my heart was beating so fast that I could feel it all throughout my body.

I felt her hands stop moving to rest on my chest. Isabella looked into my eyes, like she wanted to tell me something and Isabella looked into my eyes one last time, before connecting our lips once more.

The kiss was so soft. So pure. I savored every second of it. I started to kiss back harder but she pulled away and left the library. Leaving me stunned and at a loss for words. My lips were still tingly from the kiss. My body frozen. My mind racing. My head Spinning.

Spinning. Spinning. Out of control.

Well, at least tomorrows Friday, I think.