I Still Think You're Beautiful (Jordan Sweeto x Reader)

Chapter 2 Comments & Tears

*Your POV*

I walked down the halls of the school after my lesson with Mr. Quinn. He was a pretty good teacher. Although he did try to get me to talk in his class. He'll give up after a while though. I just have to wait a bit. I was headed to my locker to get my other books for my next class. My next class was with an algebra teacher named Mr. Fuentes. I hated algebra. It was confusing and caused me too much frustration and stress. But I made my way to my locker, grabbed my books, and started my search for his class.

You: (Where am I even headed? Should I ask someone where it is? No...F-3 should be around here somewhere...)

Lost in my thoughts, I bumped into someone.

You: Sorry...
I mumbled, while keeping my head down.

Person: No need to be sorry. Just keep your head up more.

I recognized the voice. Looking up, I saw Jordan. Now I felt dumb.

You: (Oh great...he must think I'm weird or something...)

Jordan: Who's class do you have next?

You: Uh.. Mr. Fuentes..

Jordan: Me too! Cool. Let's walk together.

You: Umm... ok..

As we walked down the hall, he kept pointing out things to me. Classes, a couple teachers walking by, the cafeteria, etc.. It was a little awkward for me though. I stayed quite but nodded occasionally. Once we got to Mr. Fuentes's class, we took two seats in the back. We were a bit early so we got to talk for a bit more.

Jordan: So what school did you go to before this one?

You: Umm...you won't know it..I'm not exactly from here..

Jordan: Really? Then where are you from?

You: America..

Jordan: No way! What's it like there?

You: Uh..well, I'm not sure how to explain it.. It definitely isn't as hot though. And of course, the time is different.. But.. uh.. I-I don't know...

Jordan: What about the people there? You know, your friends and family.

That last sentence hit me hard. I didn't have friends. My family was just me and my mom. The people there treated me like shit. I hated it there. I hated the people there. When I thought that, I realized I'm full of nothing but hate. That didn't settle well in my head. Things were different before. But soon after, my world came crashing down on me...

Jordan: Hey, are you ok?

I snapped out of my thoughts and realized I had a few tears streaming down my cheeks. I quickly whipped them away and nodded.

You: I'm fine. It's nothing..

Jordan: I'm sorry...

You: Uh?
I asked confused. What did he have to be sorry about? My life wasn't bad because of him. He hasn't hurt me. So, why would he say that?

Jordan: I made you cry. I didn't mean to do that...

You: You didn't make me cry. It was just a few old memories...

Jordan: Still, you're to pretty to cry. So, don't let your face be stained with tears.. ok?

You: O-ok...