I remember when I first sat down in that chair and was a sneaking grin right beside me. I’d never had a best friend before Adam. I continued to open my bag and started to unpack my books and pencil case and so did he. I didn’t know his name yet, I was too shy to introduce myself. The teacher ordered us to write down our names on all of our books, so I did. I felt a slight breath on my neck. I then heard a giggle.
“So, Elsie...” acknowledged this guy next to me. Then I started to giggle. I turned to him, grinning. I wanted to just say a quick hello, or maybe just a hi. I blinked, smiled then turned away. The lesson dragged on for an hour, and you could almost hear the anticipation to leave from my breath.
“Okay then Elsie, Ignore me. It’s obvious you don’t wanna be friends with the coolest guy on the planet.” He cradled his books and started to leave.
“No! Don’t go. I’m sorry, it’s just I’ve never had a friend before and I don’t know what to say to you. Really.” I blurted. I prayed that he would just come back and sit beside me again next lesson. He was pretty good looking too.
I wouldn’t really call myself pretty, but then again I wouldn’t say I was ugly. Just average. You know, average height, average hair length and just average blonde hair. I wear glasses over my green eyes which everybody seems to want. I’d never had a friend before, let alone a boyfriend. It seemed way too impossible to fall in love at fourteen.
The next week, I had history class again. I sat in the same seat before and kept my eyes peeled for the coolest guy on the planet. Many students walked in, took their place and emptied their bags of books. He then walks in. Eyes on the floor, hair in his face and his feet dragging along. I started to glance at him. He then also looks at me and smiles grimly. He slumps down in my chair so I immediately ask what’s wrong.
“What did I tell you about talking whilst I’m talking? I said you’d have an after school detention tomorrow. Both of you are staying behind, let that be a lesson for the rest of you kids.” Our history teacher, Mr. Brown, was pretty strict. I’d forgotten that the lesson had started. We both sighed and got on with our work.
It came to the end of our second lesson and I was yet to find out the mystery guy’s name. Until he dropped his books and I had to pick them up. Adam was scrawled on his books. Adam Young. I smiled at him, my green eyes brighter than they were the day before.
“I’m not going to call you Elsie anymore.” Adam announced. He continued by saying “I’m going to call you bright eyes. Your eyes are honestly like green diamonds.
“You mean emeralds? Funny story actually, I was going to be called emeralds until my late grandmother said it wasn’t posh. My family are posh you see, I don’t really like it. I feel like the odd one out, you know? I made Adam blush, his cheeks turning to a colour of red wine.
“Elsie Grand, I was talking in lesson.” I spoke, signing in to the after school detention. Adam has signed in already and was sat at the desk, staring aimlessly into space. It turned out that Adam and I were the only ones sat down. The teacher suddenly had to leave the room for a meeting or something, and then that’s when Adam started to cry. Like really cry. I obviously rushed over to him, to comfort him. I assumed that he was crying because he thought he was going to get in trouble for getting a detention only a week into the freshman year. However, it was something much more complicated.
“Elsie, I think I’m in love. Like really in love. I love the way she talks, the way she walks, the way she grins at me whenever I’m there.” he began to shake violently, I thought he was going to have heart attack or something similar.
“Adam, who is this girl? You know, she could also be in love with you? It then snapped. The girl could be me. Adam Young could be in love with me, Elsie Grand. But then I thought, no. It’s only been a week and that isn’t even possible. Adam hadn’t stopped shaking throughout these thoughts I’d had.
I asked again “Adam, who is this girl?”
He replied.
