{LIE} Lost in Existence [Editing]

Day Five

Lost in Existence

Day 5

“Lucy, what’s the answer to the question?”

I snapped my head to my teacher’s face and my eyes widened.

“I don’t know… sir.”

“You don’t know?”  Mr. Clark gave me a hard glare.  “And why is that?”

“I wasn’t paying attention.” I mumbled softly.

“What was that?”

“I was paying attention.” I said in a normal voice.

“That’s what I thought.  I’m disappointed in you Lucy.” He tsked as he walked back to the front of the room.

I slumped back against my seat.  Of course he was disappointed in me.  Who wasn’t disappointed in me?  That was nothing new.

I closed my eyes, and groaned.  Eight days seemed so long.  The thirteenth seemed so far away.  At least I only had five minutes left of the period.

Mr. Clark droned on and on, but I barely heard him.  Loud and clear was the ticking of the clock on the wall right next to me.

Tick.

Tick.

Finally the loud ringing of the bell came, and my eyes flashed open.  I sighed in relief and quickly packed up my belongings and practically ran out the door. 

I stopped by my locker to quickly drop off my stuff.  Then I walked out into the sunshine.

It was rather hot outside today, but it felt nice on my skin.  People were leaving school as quickly as possible, and normally, I would be following in their footsteps.  But I decided to linger today, not feeling like going back to the orphanage. 

I sat down on the steps of the school, and leaned back.  I usually wasn’t one for sunlight, but I had nothing else better to do.  I let my eyes slip close and I begin to doze in and out.

I don’t know how long I had been dozing off for but suddenly, the sunlight was gone.  My eyes flashed open wondering if I had fallen asleep and if it was already night time.

I gasped as I saw that was not the reason.

Adam Levien was standing over me, in all his glory.  He was one of the star athletes of our school, the hockey team captain.  And he was every girls dream.

His blonde hair shone in the sunlight, and contrasted well against his tanned skin.  His blue eyes looked down at me on the ground.  His cheekbones were sharp and perfect, and his clothes formed to his body perfectly.

I couldn’t help but gape at this perfect god above me.  Why was he looking at me?  Was I in his way?  He had never spoken to me before, or even given me a glance, no matter how many times I wished that he would.  Ever since his family moved to our town in eighth grade, I had practically been in love with him.  Of course it started off as a small crush, but it never went away.  I don’t know if that means that I’m in love with him, but I doubt that my feelings have remained as just a small crush after all this time.

I continued to stare at him, my body frozen.

Adam blinked several times looking down at me.  “Hey there.” He said in his deep voice.

My mouth opened slightly.  Was he talking to me?

He chuckled slightly and before I knew it, he was sitting down on the school steps next to me.  I continued to stare at him in amazement.  What in the world was going on?