I was the average size for a eighth grader. Dark brown hair and brown eyes. I had dimples. I had olive color skin. I guess you could say I'm pretty, but there wasn't anything that stands out about me. I guess... I was nothing special.
It was December seventh. I was in my second period, science class, which was the only class I had with Seth. I sat in my seat carefully avoiding eye contact with him. I accidentally drop my pencil behind my desk. I turn around to pick it up. I look up and we make eye contact, I quickly look away blushing. I sigh. "What's wrong, Lena?" My good friend Christi asked me.
I never told anybody about me liking a boy, especially liking Seth. Christi was one of my best friends, but it was still embarrassing.
"Nothing" I respond cooly. "Okay. Just making sure" Christi says as Mrs. Bluth walks in. "Okay everybody, get out your textbooks and turn to page 146. Now read and take notes on page 146 to 149." I feel a tap on my shoulder and quickly turn around hoping that Seth had tapped me.
"Hey Lena, you wanna work together?" Some annoying girl named Jasmine asks me. I feel a rush of disappointment. "No. I already have a partner" I say quickly. Jasmine walks away and groans. "Get a life" Christi's friend Grace says under her breath.
Christi ignores her. "Do you want to work with us?" Christi asks me. I would wanna work with Christi but I personally hate Grace. Everybody loves her, but I just have a bad feeling about her. She always try's to steal Christi away from me just because they have more classes. It's really annoying.
"No, Sorry I think I'm just gonna work alone" I say nicely. Christi doesn't respond. Grace is already sitting at a table and yells "Chris, come on let's take a selfie and post it on Instagram!". Christi runs over there giggling. I look at them as they take their stupid selfie. Grace is making a duck face and Christi is grinning from cheek to cheek. Looks like I'll be expecting a post from Christi today.
I immediately get to work. Organisms, carbon, photosynthesis, blah blah blah. Science was easy to me this year. I mean I did have all A's. I finally finished the notes up and realized I had twenty minutes left. I looked around the room and spotted Seth.
Me and Seth only talked in sixth grade. We had a class together. So far this year we have only talked once or twice and it was about stupid stuff.
I tried not to like Seth. It's weird he's not all that good looking. I just like him for some reason.
Five minutes has gone by. I get out my headphones and start listening to music.
I love music. I can't play any instruments. I have a pretty good voice, but I was really shy so that was never gonna work out for me. But, music distracted me from all the horrible things in the world. When I listened to music I was in a different place.
I started singing along not realizing it, which gave me a couple stares. I close my eyes and drown out the noise from all my annoying classmates.
After my song was over I walk over to Christi and Grace. They're talking. They have only written down one sentence. "Umm... You guys better hurry up there is only like five minutes left." Grace ignores me and keeps talking. Christi looks up, shrugs and continues her conversation with Grace. I sigh and walk back to my seat.
I considered Christi one of my good friends, but sometimes it felt like she didn't feel the same way. I never really had a best friend. I was either the third wheel or apart of a big group and talked to a few people.
The bell rang and I walked out of the classroom towards the choir room. I didn't bother saying bye to Christi she probably had the next class with Grace and didn't want me to bother her.
The rest of the day went by in a blur. As soon as I knew it I was changing for basketball. It was Monday so we had a game. I got put on A team. I was really fast and aggressive.
I got a basketball and started shooting hoops with my friend group. There were about maybe 1o of us. Grace, Christi, Catie, Renee, Rachel, Sam, Amanda, Leslie, Shalyn, and me. I was pretty close with all of them, well besides Grace. And of course all of us would some petty arguments, but would get over it and act like it never happened. That's what I liked about us.
Me and Shalyn were shooting hoops together when the coach called us in. We worked a few drills, having to run a few suicides in between from not paying attention, but eventually it was time for the game.
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