My orientation did take quite some time, sounds like a declamation as a matter of fact. Next would be Carlo--since he is my seatmate. Carlo stood with his blonde and spiky hair and looked at me for awhile with his deep blue orbs that is his eye, then he showed his award-winning smile.
"I am Carlo, 16 years old. Naturally blonde, if you ask. I am without a doubt an art - lover, somehow-friendly, Mathematics lover, and more for me to know and you to find out." She said plainly as he keeps stealing glances at me.
I was made for telling him the fashion of his love . . .
My phone rang as the tall boy sat down without creating a single noise. The class grew silent as pairs of eyes were staring coldly right back at me. Great, can this day get any better? I quiockly pressed the button to reject the call giving an embarassed tone for a sorry and bows of continous apology. All teachers The te3acher once again gave that death glare of hers and tried to kill me with it. Unfortunately, she did not manage to accomplish what she wanted to.
The orientation of the other students were done rather fast and bland. I mean they have less emotions than what I have. How can they manage to say such enthusiastic things looking like a zombie getting its intestines grabbed brutally.
"Class, I am Miss Gina Lin and i would be your class adviser and your Chemistry teacher." Yipee! Another set of words said monotonously. I would love to stand up right now and give that teacher a big round of applause.
The bell rang . . . long at last.
Checking at the time--8:10. What?! We have two more periods? Time sure flies with newfound snail actions. I kinda hate this day. I can't help but feel all bored and drowsy. The next two teachers came and went and it's finally 9:50AM, which means we have to prepare to get out of this boring class and go to the cafeteria. I took my bag and stood up, letting out a meaningful sigh.
I took my first step inside the cafeteria. I heard what everyone hears in the cafeteria--noise. My eyes roamed around, looking for an empty table. I am looking for an empty table, not seat. I am not a big fan of socializing as you can see. My eyes roamed around for the third time and found no empty table. I took a step back and was about to turn around. I stopped my action and my eyes met the familiar blonde from awhile ago just to find him waving a hand at me.
"Hey! Over here, Mimi!" He exclaimed. I didn't want to be an outcast this time. Since I see that he is alone, I managed to walk towards him in hopes that he'd ask me to sit with me. I reached the seat right beside him and talked.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Sit with me?" Carlo replied, sounding more like a question than an answer. I took a step back, pulled the seat beside him and sat down reluctantly. My thoughts floated, remembering the statement he said as he waved enthusiastically at me. Mimi . . .
"Seriously, Mimi? We met for about two and a half hours and you already had a nickname for me?" I shot him a glare. It wasn't the type of glare you use when you are angry or pissed off. The glare I gave him was the kind that is used for play and friends.
He chuckled by my statement and took a bite from his food. He looked cute, munching that burger of his in a childish way. He took his final bite and groaned in pleasure, savoring the taste of his last bite. Cute. It's so like me to have a sudden and not to mention secret crush towards a person. I was that gullible to fall in love to someone who was nice to me. I was lost, deep in thought. I was brought back to reality when my I eyes had another glimpse of his smile. No that was definitely not a smile. It was a smirk?
"You like me?" He said not removing the smirk in his face, instead he wiggled his eyebrows up and down adding a more convinvingly laughable effect upon his statement. I can't shake off the thought of him being cute, because he is. I only gave him a giggle as my answer and playfully punched his arm. I kept my thought on finishing my food. While he kept his focus on nudging my arm with his elbow. And once I glanced at his direction, I will only find a Carlo wiggling his eyebrow at me mockingly. At last, I finished my food without having to hurt him.
I stood up and paced fast out of the cafeteria. I walked to class fast, with Carlo behind and tailing me, if I may add. And I thought of a way for him to stop trailing behind me.
"Aaaah!!!" he screamed, realizing that he was here with me in the girls' bathroom. I stuck my tongue at him as I watch him fade away with shock in his eyes. I went to do what girls usually do when they are at the bathroom. I did my thing fast and paced to the classroom. I took my seat elegantly and kept quiet while waiting for the teacher. My eyes started to move around and stopped at my seatmate. He was facing right in front with a very childish posture--air filled both his cheeks. He stuck his bottom lip. His arms were folded across his chest. I chuckled at his figure which siddenly turned to a laugh.
"I'll get you back for what you did!" He finally talked, again chilidishly. I was laughing the whole time until the teacher finally came. Geometry was one of my favorite classes so I managed to listen to the teacher's introduction about himself and the lessons that we would soon tackle.
the day finally ended and I am here waiting outside the campus for my sweet ol' driver. I put my earphones out and stuffed my ears with them. I hummed the lyrics of the song I was focusing on--Blow Me (One Last Kiss) by P!nk. the song was near its bridge while someone grabbed me and dragged me to nowhere I know. He then let go of my hand and left me lying on the grassy ground of . . . the soccer field? Then he came by the top of my head and leaned in front of me. He stared at me with his pool of eyes. They had the most mesmerising glow. He leaned more and more until his nosed brushed against my chin. I can catch a scent of his minty and icy breath as he leaned closer. Then it happened. I met Carlo on the first day of class. We became friends after the first day of class. He managed to give me a kiss on the first day of class. I know it sounds dumb, but I can't seem to have the courage to refuse. Everything felt right. Spiderman kiss? That was the first and best kiss I ever had.The best I can do was to close my eyes. That felt like forever. It seems like forever. I wish it was forever.
