Running

What Are You Looking At?

The next day I get up early, and spend extra time in getting ready for some reason.

I shower, brush my long blonde hair, and go stand at my closet searching for something to wear. I pull out a long off the shoulder sweater and leggings. To top it off I wear my favorite heeled combat boots.

After finishing getting dressed I grab my school bag and rush out the door not even grabbing breakfast.

At school I go to my locker as always and grab my things. When I turn around Xander is behind me again.

"Hey there gorgeous." he smirks at me. I can't help blushing. I push past him and head to English.

"Running away?" he says, his long strides catching up to mine. I nod, because truthfully I am.

He laughs and I can't help admiring the sound. "Well you can't run away from me Angel."

Why me? I can't handle this.

I sigh and turn around blocking him off. "Just stop. I know what your doing and I'm not falling for it."

He looks at me quizzically.

"What am I doing?" he asks.

"Your playing me. I'm not that kind of girl. I don't even talk to people so leave me alone." And then I turn around and practically run into the English room.

A minute passes until he enters, immediately making eye contact with me. I look away, doodling on my binder.

He still sits behind me though and I can feel him staring at me.

Soon enough the bell rings and Mr. Aldaine enters.

"Good morning class. I will be handing out a work sheet here..."

The rest of class passes quickly with Xander still staring and Mr. Aldaine also looking over at me a bunch of times.

After class he stops me. "Hey Ash I just wanted to check if you were okay from your little tumble yesterday."

"Oh yeah that was nothing, I've gotten hurt a lot worse than a little bruise on my butt." And then I blushed realizing what I said.

He chuckled. "Well then, I hope your butt is okay."

I blushed even redder and then just kind of ran out the door.

What was that?