I've always had a passion for helping people. Whether it'd be helping someone cross the streets or helping to find a cure for cancer. It's just the warmth I get in my heart when I help someone that makes me feel amazing... That's probably why I helped Pilar. I couldn't stop thinking about her in 2nd period. When I looked into her eyes when I helped her, I felt so many things go through my body and I can't describe it. I need to see her again... I need to.
I walk into my 3rd period and suddenly feel like I'm walking into the gates of Heaven. I take a deep breath and I walk in:
PUBLIC SERVICES
My dream career is to be a lawyer because I'm helping others get the justice they deserve and getting them the happiness they need... Plus, I love arguing. I take my seat and suddenly, people move closer to me. I'm obviously a little freaked out and I try to step away, but realize that could hurt my reputation in school, so I stay put for now. Then I see her... I see her in the entrance. She walks in and doesn't notice me yet. I look to my left and see Katherine. I turn to my right and see Crystal. I'm about to do something crazy, and the choice on who to do it to is obvious.
I'm not a fan of hurting people, but I enjoy tackling Crystal to the ground. She obviously had it coming after she did what she did...
I stand up, sit in her seat, and pat the seat I was previously sitting in. Thankfully, Pilar sits there and I feel relieved for a moment. This could be the class we bond... Or the class we separate from one another.
I don't worry a bit. Instead, I chat a bit with her and try to figure out why I was hit by a bus filled with emotions and confusion when I gazed into her hazel eyes... Those perfect eyes...
"Thanks for saving this spot for me." She chuckles. I think she saw... Everything.
I laugh but it isn't a good laugh. It's a nervous laugh and makes me seem like an idiot.
"Dame, stop flirting during class," Katherine interrupts. I'm so thankful for her interruption because if she hadn't spoken, I probably would've sat here along with my mediocrity. "You don't want to have a relationship with the new girl, do you?"
"He's just being nice," pleads Pilar, "hi, my name is-"
Katherine doesn't let her finish and says "Pilar. Yes, I know. I was looking forward to meeting you. Being a Principal's Aid gets me access to all the new kids' information and I think I'm gonna like you. Wanna eat lunch together?"
Pilar begins to form a word with her perfectly formed lips when Mr. Greene begins class.
"Students, today's lesson will introduce us to volunteer hours. Each and every one of you must complete a total of 12 community volunteer hours. They are due at the end of this semester. You must have them to be able to pass my class, and you all wouldn't want to fail am an ELECTIVE, would you?"
Everyone shakes their heads. None of us do. That's pathetic and really embarrassing here. It's nearly impossible to fail an elective at Lebron, so when you do, you either TRIED to fail for some stupid reason or are pathetic in life.
"Good to know. Now, for today's activity, we will all complete our first hour during class. Go to a teachers class. Any teacher. When you get to their classroom, ask if you can do anything. You must work the whole period or you don't get the hours! Move, everyone!"
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Class was rough. Let's just say I had to dig a pit for a teachers science lesson... Not fun. But it was time for lunch and I couldn't wait to get a bite of some juicy meat. I grab my phone and text a few people. I ask them what they're getting for lunch because I'm secretly weird like that. I'm still on my phone when I grab my lunch. I lunge my free hand to a tray and full it down to my arms and walk to a free table. I sit and take a giant bite of my lunch. Being the idiot I am, I still haven't seen what I've gotten to eat, and I instantly spit out the food in my mouth.
It's a Peanut Butter and Je- you know what it is. I scream deep inside myself and start to internally cry. I see someone approach me and sit next to me. I grab half of her sandwich and explain what happened
"...and that's why I ate some of your food. Sorry Katherine. I had to"
"It's fine. Totally get it. Why do you hate jelly anyways?"
Christy and Marge take a seat near myself and Katherine. I'm fine with it until Marco, Rupert, Stan, Cat, Wallace, Maxwell, and Jacqueline crowd around me. I start to feel cramped but let it happen because I can't let me reputation ruin NOW. I eat the rest of Katherine's food and talk to everyone about my day. I don't mention Pilar at all because nobody has seen that side of me yet. I start to think about her... Her amazing eyes and lips... The innocence within her... Her perfection. I can't get her out of my mind and I don't know why. I then see Pilar walk towards another lunch table after she gets her lunch. I can't let her get away.
"Pilar, wanna eat lunch with us?" shouts Katherine. Sometimes I feel like she can read my mind.
"You should. C'mon, join us!" I call out. She listens and sits between Christy and I. I introduce her to everyone and vice versa. She seems to be happy to be in a group of friends. I start to feel the funny feelings pass through me and this time, I don't keep it to myself. I stand up, grab Christy and Katherine from their belts, and pull them towards the Snack Machine, even though none of us have money to buy from it.
"What's up?" questions Christy.
"I have a question. It's about Pilar... When I stare into her eyes... Her creamy... Amazing... Fantastic hazel eyes, I get a feeling in my stomach that I can't really describe in words.
Christy and Katherine stare at each other. They seem to know exactly what's up.
"...what is it you two?"
They both respond at the exact same time: "You LIKE her"
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Okay, I'm new to all of this and I'm already overwhelmed. I can't like Pilar... I haven't even met her completely yet. There's no way this could happen, yet it did. This is impossible. I can't love her because I don't see our love! It isn't real... Is it?
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Authors Note: Hey readers! So I'm super happy to be writing for others to be able to be entertained! Just wanted to say thanks for reading and part 4 will be coming soon!
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Novela JuvenilDamian, a high schooler at Largent HS doesn't believe in anything unless it has visible proof. If it isn't proven, it isn't real. He goes on like this from childhood to the present, but when he starts to face more obstacles and challenges, his thoug...