Forever (Original)

Forever [3: The Second Time]

Forever: the Second Time

“He’s hot,” Kirsten said, pointing to a muscular blond sitting not far from them. “Go talk to him.”

Maria gave a frustrated sigh. Kirsten and Jane did this every time they went somewhere together; they tried to set her up and change her relationship status.

“Jimmy Rockwell,” she responded. “Best wrestler in Edward Little High School, a senior, and dating Jennifer Pierce.”

Kirsten gave her an irritated look.

“How about him?” she nodded to a boy with light brown hair and a thin face.

“Alex Rodriguez,” Maria stated. “Honor student, freshmen, has a boyfriend.”

“Whoa,” Jane exclaimed. “Alex is gay?”

Maria nodded, giving her a “what-else-do-you-think?” look.

“Why else would he be all hugging on Noah?” Maria asked. “Plus I have study hall with the both of them. They told me.”

“Hmph,” Jane mumbled. “I didn’t see that coming.”

“What about him?” Kirsten pointed to a boy with dark hair that was walking passed them.

Maria frown at him, tilting her head just the slightest to the right. He looked familiar. She studied his face for a moment.

His pitch black hair was slightly wavy, and, though it did lay flat, it was messy and stuck everywhere. Under his dark gray t-shirt, he was nicely toned. He was a good three or four inches taller than her. She noticed the color of his eyes as he glanced up to look at her.

The boy’s maroon eyes locked with Maria’s blue ones and she felt lightheaded as she stared straight into them. Before he broke eye contact, he flashed her a smile and walked on, leaving Maria goggling after him like a fool.

Maria swallowed and looked down.

“I’m going to…food…” she mumbled as she stood up and walked in the direction of the concession stands. When she got there, she wrinkled her nose in distaste at the smell of hotdogs. “I’ll just have a Sprite, please,” she said, slapping down a dollar. When she got it she popped the top and took a sip, the feeling of the cool liquid fizzing down her throat made her shiver.

She stood at the fencing that separated her from the field and leaned against it, coiling her right fingers through the metal wires. The game had a few moments until it started and the boys were in the huddle. She saw the jersey with the number twenty-five and beamed. That was Will.

Maria felt the fence move next to her and she didn’t look at who was leaning against the fence, assuming it was Jane or Kirsten.

“No, I do not like the red-head guy that’s holding a Coke and a hotdog,” she said dryly.

There was a husky chuckle.

“I wasn’t going to ask if you liked him, but I guess it’s good to know you don’t,” came the male response.

Maria stiffened and slowly turned her head, a sneer on her face.

When she looked into the maroon eyes, it disappeared right from her lips.

“Oh,” she said plainly. “You’re not who I though you were. Sorry.”

He smiled and Maria felt her heart quicken, but she quickly swallowed and looked back to the field, her eyes immediately finding Will.

“It’s quite alright,” he said, still looking at her.

Maria shifted from one foot to another, biting her lip nervously. Who was this boy? Why did he look familiar? She was sure she’s never seen him at school before. Was he new? No. They would have heard something about it if there were a new student. Then who was he?

She snuck a glance at him to find him still looking at her, a small frown on his face. Maria’s cheeks flushed furiously and she looked down so her hair would hide it.

“You don’t remember me,” he said. It was much more of a statement then a question.

Maria looked at him, her eyes wide, and shook her head.

“I’m sorry, but should I?” she asked.

The boy thought over that for a second.

“Probably not,” he said slowly. “We didn’t do much but exchange names, didn’t we?”

Realization hit her. Two years ago she had run into a boy with black hair and maroon eyes. In their short conversation, and thought barely ten words were said, they had exchanged names. The boy’s name had been—

“Nigel.”

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Okay, it's still kind of bad at the moment. I'm not really that good of a writer, but I am fairly young. Comments and feedback will be greatly appreciated!