"Skylar Gray?" my professor called. "Here," I said, unenthusiastic. The teacher looked at me with a rude emotion, then moved onto the next student. "Jennifer Griffin?" he called. "Here!" she said, loud and clear from the back of the classroom. I turned around to look at her. Oh great. Slutty, stupid attention whore. I could already tell.
I hate being that person who always judges someone by the first impression, but I am. It's the worst thing. It's like a habit now. Like, the kid sitting to the right of me? He picks his nose and chews the gum placed under the desk. He's also not the most attractive kid you could see. Do I have to say any more?
And the kid to my left? Dirty blonde hair on the top, brown roots on the side. Blue eyes, tan shorts, white shoes, blue t-shirt. He's cute. I don't know his name yet, though. I'll try getting his number after class.
"Niall Horan?" the professor called. "Here," the blonde kid to my left said. He raised his arm while he said it. Niall. His name is Niall.
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NIALL'S POV
The professor called the name "Skylar Gray." It's a beautiful name. The girl to the right of me raised her hand, and her name fits her. Beautiful.
Her brown hair flowed to the middle of her stomach, about where her elbows were. Her green eyes sparkled in the sunlight shining from the windows of the classroom. She was wearing a white camisole with a gray cardigan over it, jean shorts and gray vans. I have to admit, she was cute. I turned back to the professor as I noticed that I was getting distracted.
Finally, class ended. It was fucking hell. It was my last class of the day and I could finally go back to my dorm room and relax. Lehigh University is a big fucking campus. It's somewhere in Pennsylvania.
As I was walking to my dorm hall, I saw Skylar leaning against a tree under the shade listening to music on her beats. She stretched her legs out on the grass and crossed them at her ankles. She had her eyes closed and was bobbing her head to the beat of the music. She probably can't hear anything. How am I supposed to get her attention and ask for her number?
I found a mini stick on the ground and decided to toss it at her leg, then quickly turn around and make it not look like it was me. I tossed it then turned around. I turned back around to see her flicking the stick off.
I walked over to her and she looked up at me, removing the beats from her ears and hanging them around her neck. "Hi," she said. "Hi. I'm Niall. We have physics together," I said, trying to remind her. "Oh yeah, that's right," she said. I rubbed the back of my neck as I spoke. "So, um, I was wondering if I could get your number? Just so we can talk and get to know each other a little more?" I asked nervously. "Sure," she said. I smiled and pulled out my phone.
"Thanks," I said after adding her contact into my phone. "I'll text you," I said. "Okay. Bye, nice meeting you," she said. I turned back and smiled. I texted her saying,
"Hey, it's Niall."
She responded back saying,
"Hey it's Skylar."
This made me laugh. I could already tell she was funny.
I don't know what to talk about.
"Haha, I know that. What were you listening to on your beats why the way?"
"Music what else?" she said.
"I know that haha what song?"
"Wake Me Up by Avicii."
"You like Avicii? I love him! Not many people know of him here in the US."
"I knew you weren't from here! Are you from like Australia or Ireland?"
"Ireland, yeh."
"That's that I thought!"
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We talked until about 1 am, then we both decided it was time to go to bed.
4 WEEKS LATER
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Finally Friday! I have no Friday classes so I got to sleep in and enjoy the day.
My roommate had classes today so I had the room to myself. I heard a knock at the door, got up, yawned and answered the door. It was Skylar. "Oh hello there," I said. "Hi," she said. "Why don't you come in?" I said. She walked in and I closed the door behind her. It wasn't until then that I realized I had no shirt on. I grabbed a t-shirt and quickly threw it on. "What are you doing here?" I asked her. "Well, I only had one class today and that was at 6 am. I decided we could have a little lazy movie day?" she said. I was bouncing around inside, but on the outside I just said, "Sure."
We sat down from 9 to 3 watching movies, eating, and just talking. We talked about our childhood, middle school, high school, stuff like that. She told me she got bullied a lot in high school and middle school. She described herself as independent. "I don't have many friends, nor do I want many friends," she told me. I noticed that while she talks, she folds her hands and twiddles with her thumbs. At one point when she was telling me a story, I couldn't help it. I put my hands on top of hers.
"What are you doing?" she said. I removed my hands from hers and simply said, "Why do you twiddle your thumbs like that?" She unfolded her hands and placed them on the floor and sat on them. She looked to the ground and remained silent. "Umm..." she said.
"Sorry, should I have not brought that up?" I asked. "Well..." she said. "Let's change the topic," I said. We watched another movie and at around 3, she left. She acted weird the whole time after I asked her about her thumbs.
My roommate came back and told me about a party tonight. "That sounds like fun. You mind if I invite someone?"
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Niall: Hey, wanna go to a party tonight?
Skylar: I don't know.. I have a lot of homework due for Tuesday classes.
Niall: Tuesday! You have 3 days to do it! C'mon, it'll be fun.
Skylar: Okay.. What's the address?
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ok sorry if that was really long or really bad or both okay im not good at this bye.- allyson
