"Hey," he said as he looked down at me.
"Um... hi?" I said looking up at his cute face.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he held out his hand to help me up.
"Yeah, sorry that was really embarrassing" I said blushing as I got up.
Let's just rewind a little bit...
I was in gym, running to get the ball so I could attempt to score cause my crush is in my class. His name is Justin and he has hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair, he's really sporty so imma try to impress him. I ran up to get the ball from some other girl, but when I went to kick the ball, I missed and slipped, causing me to fall on my leg. Cool. Nice one Em. Nice.
"Emma, right?" he asked when I brushed myself off.
"Yeah, last time I checked," I said, making him chuckle.
"And you're sure you're okay?" he asked again.
"Yeah, I guess," I said and rubbed my leg cause I had fallen on it.
"Do you want me to take you to the nurse? You look like you hurt your leg there when you fell," he said looking into my eyes.
"Oh... umm... I can go myself, it's alright," I said and he nodded.
So, I turned around and started walking away, and fell. Great. I closed my eyes, preparing to hit the ground but felt a pair of strong arms catch me. When I opened my eyes, I met some gorgeous hazel ones.
"Emma..." he said trailing off.
"Yeah?"
"Let's go to the nurse," he said and helped me walk out the door.
"Sorry... Again..." I said, looking down.
"Hey, it's alright." he said, putting his hand under my chin and made me look into his eyes.
"Justin..."
"Shh, Emma. Has anyone ever told you your eyes are beautiful?"
"N..No.." I stuttered.
"Well they are,' he smiled.
"Oh. Um... Thanks..." I blushed.
"What's wrong?" he asked, whispering.
"Nothing. Can we just keep going?" I said and continued walking to the nurse with Justin by my side.
"Well, Umm... here you go. Do you want me to stay?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
"You don't have to, I don't want you to miss class because of me," I told him.
"I don't care if I miss class," he said back.
"I'm okay, they'll probably just give me some ice or whatever," I said.
"Last time you said you were okay, you almost fell," he pointed out.
"Well, fine then. have it your way," I gave in, rolling my eyes, but smiling slightly. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him smile, but covered it up real quick with a 'cool'.
"Come on, sit down. Ill sign you in," he said and helped me into a chair.
"Thank you," I smiled.
After he signed me in, he sat down next to me and smiled.
"What's got you all smiley?" I asked, smiling too.
"Huh? oh... Um... Nothing" he stuttered.
"You sure?" I asked.
"Well, umm... I mean it was you. That's why I was smiling. Cause you're really beautiful, I couldn't help myself." he said rubbing the back of his neck.
I blushed really hard. I couldn't believe what was happening. He's popular, I sure am not. Why is he being so sweet? He couldn't like me, I bet he likes Lauren. She's like the most popular girl in the tenth grade, she's gorgeous, and plays lacrosse and soccer and volleyball. She volunteers at the animal shelter. She's everything I wish I could be.
"Emma?" the lady called out.
"Right here, one second," I said and stood up, Justin by my side helping me walk.
"Miss. Anderson, What's happened?" the lady asked.
"I tripped during gym and fell on my leg. I can't walk on it and it hurts a lot." I told her.
"Mr. Dixon, Why are you here?" she asked Justin.
"Just helping Emma," he said and flashed me a smile.
"Well, Emma, sit here and try to move your leg,"
"I can't, it hurts too much," I said whimpering.
"Let me see," the nurse said, poking at my leg and squeezing some spots.
"Ow! Please stop. It hurts," I whined, on the verge of tears.
"Miss. Anderson, you might need to go to the hospital," Mrs. Walton said.
"Really? Do you think it's broken?" I asked.
"Possibly dear, sorry. Do you have anyone to take you?" she asked.
"No, my mum is at work and won't be home until late and well, you know about dad," I told her.
"I'll take her," Justin spoke up.
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"I'll take you, I drive, my car is out front. All we would need are passes to go," he said.
"I can get you those. Emma? Is that alright?" Mrs. Walton asked.
"I guess," I said, shrugging.
Welp. Let's see how this goes....
