Eternally, I Do

Chapter 5: Models

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Time crept by as the cold breeze of the cooling early April wind whispered passed. I rested my head on the edge of my palm, elbows on the desk as I stared straight through the board where Mathematical formulas were written. I brought my hands to my eyes and rubbed them, the residue of sleep still lingering around. In the black of my mind, the Summer vacation was still nowhere in sight. Then I looked back down onto my notebook, filled with random scribbles and doodles, and wrote an equation in it.

I looked up at the doorway and my chest clenches. Kishon had just returned back into the classroom after a break at the bathroom. His dirty blonde was slightly wet and was tousled messier than before as water dripped from the tip of every strand. He ran a hand into his hair, sleeking it back exposing more of his forehead. Droplets of water fall onto his rising chest, staining his shirt wet.

Beautiful, gorgeous, drop dead sexy, I thought. Yes, I admit. I am totally Gaga for his boy. I would literally burn in hell just to touch his hair. He was PERFECT. I replayed the memory of the first time I met him. During my first few week here in this school, Val and I were at the beach and we saw him walked out of the water, glimmering and golden in the sun.

Well, that was last year but yeah...

Kishon Baltimore sat next to me.

I gripped on to my notebook, so as to not lift my hand to touch him.  I recalled the incident before class had begin. Unexpectedly, I fainted in the heat of being too close to the Greek god here and had shamelessly embarrassed myself in front of the whole class. Sad, I know.

Of course, there was that annoying chatter of gossips and nosy on-lookers. Generally, everyone minded their own business and carried on with life, not wanting to get involved with the trouble-some girl who had passed out. But there was always the very few curious (nosy) others who poked their noise in to join the crowd.

And Courtney Baines was one of them.

She and her little pigeon flock just flocked around like skittering roaches and giggled the latest gossip to one another. And most probably, that latest gossip was The Girl Who Fainted featuring me. They might had also taken a picture of me, hoping that it will end up in the year book. But nooooo... it will not, because my dear bestie, Valerie, woke me up before they could take a shot.

So yeah, long story short, when I came to, the first person I saw was Kishon’s beautiful eyes filled with worry and I kicked Courtney’s ass (not really) and the end.

“And my baby became the heroine of the story and I came as the knight in shining armour and saved her.”

Aww... damn. Here it comes again. What do you want now?

“Nothing really, love. Just for you to be mine.”

Seriously? You won’t even leave me in peace at school? What, and the next thing I knew, you would be accompanying me to the bathroom too?

“I wish I could, sweetheart. But I respect your privacy not to.”

Yeah, right. Says the person who is invading my thoughts. Oh and by the way, where are you? You said that we would meet? I looked around, suspicious of any creepy strangers but all I see were my usual classmates. Behind me, Val cast me a questioning look and I shrugged it off as nothing. She rolled her eyes and returned to her notes, scribbling more stuffs on it. Val’s desk was unexceptionally neat; she loves to be clean and tidy. Just a single piece of dirt would irk her and in a moment’s time, she would be scratching her nails on it to get it off.