One Of A Kind

School

Should I put his number in my phone or should I act like I wasn't eager and "forget" to put it in my phone? Okay, I'll just put it in my phone now. Who am I trying to fool?

I shook my head. I unlocked my phone and began to type in his number. Should I add emojis to his name? Like what would I add if I did? Nah, I'll just keep it simple.

I looked at the time. 5:20 a.m. I have plenty of time to get ready. I hopped into the shower and began to sing.

After six christmas songs I got out of the shower. I walked into my room in a towel. I looked at the clock 5:40. I still have plenty of time.

I took my time choosing what I wanted to wear. I mean, my lover will be picking me up today. I have look good! I'm kidding, I'm not a psycho. I still have too look good though.

I mean something between us definitely happened. I don't know if he was holding my hand in a friend matter or something else, if you know what I mean. I'm just not going to mention it. I don't want to assume anything.

I picked out a cute outfit today. Just incase. I put on a cute hoodie I have with, wait for it, jeans. Yes, jeans. These weren't just any jeans. These jeans mad my butt look good. They're my favorite. I put on some boots today as well.

I looked at myself in my full body mirror I have in my room. I look so good. I decided to straighten my hair today and that was about it. I have to look better than usual because I mean come on, this is a boy we are talking about. A hot boy, who wouldn't try to look cuter?

I smiled at myself in the mirror. I should do this more often. Not for Emmett Taylor, but for myself. I feel good about myself today.

I checked the time. 7:00 a.m. I still have an hour. What should I do?

"ALL MY FRIENDS ARE WASTED! AND I HATE THIS CLUB, MAN I DRINK TOO MUCH! ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT I WASTED, MY EYES ARE BLACK AND RED, I'M CRAWLING BACK TO YOUR BED!" I sang at the top of my lungs as I danced through my house. I love this song. It gets me so pumped.

My speakers were on blast. I'm sure my neighbors could hear my music. I don't care though. I am so into it.

I heard the doorbell ring. I hope its not one of my neighbors. I'm actually scared now. I turned down my music and walked towards the door. I opened it and the one, the only, Emmett Taylor was leaning against my wall.

I smiled. My eyes went wide. Crap. I got my phone out of my back pocket. 8:00? I've been dancing for an hour?

"Hey, come in. I'm sorry I'm not ready! I'll be just two minutes I swear!" I said as I began to run to my room to get my backpack. "No worries, beautiful. Take your time."

Beautiful? He called me beautiful. My heart began to race. Uh, it's nothing. He must call everyone that right? I shook the thoughts out of my head. I don't want to blush.

I ran back to the living room. I smiled once again. "I'm ready." I said. He nodded and sped walked ahead of me. He opened my front door for me. "Thank you." I said smiling even wider. I suddenly had trouble breathing. Is it getting hot in here?

He also opened the door to his car for me too. Oh my god. What is up with him?

On the ride to school he played a lot of rap songs. I'm not trying to toot my own horn, but I knew the lyrics too all of them in which I, of course, sang along to. Emmett seemed impressed. You know, because he told me he was impressed.

As soon as we pulled into the parking lot, I started to get really nervous. I began to take deep breaths. Everyone is going to look at me.I mean, Emmett is the most popular guy at school whom is never seen with a girl. I didn't think this whole ride thing through. My heart beat increased. I was almost in tears. I'm a wreck. I hate it when a lot of people look at me at one time. It makes me feel so insecure.

Emmett noticed my little breakdown. He parked his car and took off his seatbelt. He turned towards me. "Hey, look at me." I looked at him. "Whats wrong?"He asked. "I- I, I'm nervous." I said trying to take long deep breaths. "Why?" He asked. Should I tell him? Oh man.

"People are going to look at me, lots of them." I said quickly. He looked at me for a while and chuckled. "You know what I say to that?" I looked at him confusingly. " I say who cares? Who cares about what they have to say about you? Their opinions shouldn't matter. You do you. If they judge, then they're pathetic, they have nothing better to do with their lives than to judge. Just focus on me okay? Just look at me the whole time." I nodded. "Lets do this. You got this." He said.

I nodded quickly trying to convince myself that I had it all in the bag. He got out of the car. I took a few more deep breaths. I grabbed my backpack. Emmett opened my door for me. Oh man. It's too soon. I stepped out of the car. I closed my eyes, trying to prepare myself for this. I opened them. There were a good fifty people looking towards us whispering to each other.

Just focus on Emmett. I got this. He grabbed my hand. Let me repeat that for you again. He freaking grabbed my hand! Peoples whispers started getting louder.

He pulled me through the parking lot and through the crowds of loud gossiping people. The whole time all I looked at was Emmett. He kept on glancing at me and making eye contact as a form of making sure I was okay.

We finally made it to my locker. I opened it and put my books in. "I can take it from here. Thank you." I said smiling at him. He shook his head. "I'm not leaving you alone today." I scrunched my eyebrows confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "I cant leave you alone now that everyone saw us together. They're going to ask you questions throughout the day and they may yell things at you. I have to be by your side. " He said.

Woah. I understand he's trying to help but I don't need this much help. "I'll be fine." I said. I looked behind him at the crowd that has formed around us. Okay, maybe he's right.

"Okay, fine. But just know that I don't need the extra help"I said. He smiled and nodded. "Okay, whatever you say gorgeous." He whispered in my ear. Oh lord. Gorgeous? He's killing me here. 

He ended up walking me to class. I can't believe it. He walked me to class!

As soon as I entered my first period everyone was staring. I awkwardly smiled and sat down. The bell rang. Thank god. I hope this day ends fast. I cant deal with the stares. 

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