In Love With Death's Daughter

Tempted

Lucas' P.O.V.

        I couldn't help myself. That's why I caught up to the new girl. To Delilah. She looked so nervous, and sad. Then when our eyes locked for those few seconds, I decided that I wanted to talk to her. I felt like I couldn't go on with my day without having introduced myself to her. That's why.

        But now, I'm sitting next to my friends, in art class, with one of the most beautiful girls I've seen sitting almost exactly across from me. I smile as I see Kathy introduce herself to Delilah. I've never seen Kathy with anyone else, unless it was a mean girl trying to mock her. At least it looks like they're each going to make a friend.

        "Okay, class! As you know, this is art, obviously..." Mrs. Nickles starts her introduction for this class, and I look straight at Delilah, sitting across from me. She's staring right at Mrs. Nickles, paying close attention to what she is saying. 

        I try to follow her example, and pay attention, but I'm too distracted. Delilah's green eyes, even if they're not directed at me, pull my gaze to her. Her pale skin, and black hair. I... I just don't know, really. It's weird how someone can be that pale, and most people probably think she's strange, and avoid her or something. Something just can't let me look away, or agree with those people. I just can't put my finger on it. But no matter what it is, it attracts me to her, and all I want to do now is make her laugh some more, make her smile some more. She probably thinks I'm some jerk or something, because I said we'd be friends then sat with my other friends, kind of ditching her in the process. Then again, it's not like I can make it too obvious that I like her to everyone, either. I guess I'm sort of stuck. But nonetheless, I can't help but like her. A lot.

Delilah's P.O.V.

        "Delilah..." Kathy whispers quietly in the middle of Mrs. Nickles' introduction. I turn my head slightly to look at this girl who has just introduced herself to me, and tilt my head. "Don't look now, but Lucas has been staring at you, like, this entire time." She whispers, and motions with her head towards him. "It's weird." 

        What? I glance over at him through my peripheral vision, and sure enough, he quickly turns his head away once he sees. My heart does the weird flippy thing again. This is weird, twice.Why would someone, let alone him, the cute boy with brown hair and amazing hazel eyes, be staring at me? Plus, what is wrong with my heart right now?? I turn back to Mrs. Nickles, and half listen to her like before, and drift away in my thoughts.

        I have to chase away the thought nagging at the back of my mind. What if maybe he likes me? No. That's impossible. I look like a ghost with an average sense of style, and hair that's so black it almost looks like a solid sheet of when it's tidy. There's no way that anyone can like you.

        The guy who tried to kiss me did. No! Stop thinking stuff like this. It was a prank or something. That or he just got so tired of being an outcast and having very few friends that he got desperate. 

        "Delilah? come on, let's start our portfolios. We have fifteen minutes. Delilah?" Kathy snaps me out of my thoughts, and hands me a big piece of paper. "Fold it, and write your name on one side and draw whatever on it." She explains, and I thank her. 

        Kathy sits back down next to me, and throws her dark brown hair into a quick ponytail before taking her pencil case out of her bag and starting. She seems really nice. I smile to myself as I take out my pencil and start drawing.

        "You know, I don't have many friends here. I'm just not that outgoing," Kathy says out of nowhere, "I'm more of an observer."

        "Oh?" I ask simply, due to a lack of knowing what else to say.