'I'm lucky that I met you.' (Lucky Blue Smith)

Part 7.

The other day, I and Lucky went to school together. I think, something was wrong with everyone, anyone. When we walked into the building, everyone started staring at us, Lucky was holding my hand and we were walking very close to each other. I think that's why they stared at us with the faces which said : What are you doing? do you think he is a good boy? Ugh, get away from him. I looked up at Lucky, it was impossible to not see how much pain he felt when people looked at him with those faces. He held my hand much more tighter.

" I don't think it will take long, " some whispered. I swear I felt like we were walking on a red carpet (well, actually black because it didn't really gave me goosebumps) and the other students were journalists and photographs and critics.

" Yeah, I thought she was a smart girl, " boy with black hair and blue eyes whispered and looked at me doubtly.

" She is a smart girl, she is just a victim of his eyes. " a blonde girl said to that boy and both of them laughed. I stopped myself not to shout.

" Calm down, " Lucky said as we passed the hall and started walking down the stairs. " Come here, " he said and pointed on last stair, we sat down.

" What is happening? " I asked nervously. He looked at me and put his big and soft hand on my cheek.

" It's okay, " he said and smiled without a single reason to smile. " That's what mostly happens. They don't care about your feelings. " he said and looked down.

" They just act like they had never seen a couple before, " I said still in a nervous tone and looked at Lucky who was staring at me with his hands on my face. " Oh, " I said and took a deep breath. He was looking at me, just looking at me. I leaned down to hug him, he smiled and hugged me. " I feel like I was being punched for like two thousand years, " I put my hands around my stomach. Lucky kissed me on the head. " They said that I'm a victim of your eyes, " I said and looked up at him, " and guess what? They're right. " he smiled, put his right hand on my cheek and kissed me softly. I put my hand around his neck and started playing with his hair.

" You're very beautiful, " he whispered.

" Don't make me blush, " I giggled at him. He raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

" You have beautiful eyes, beautiful smile, nice-smelling hair and skin, you're short and mostly important, you have a great personality. You are a perfect girl for me. " he smiled, I atared at him. HE WAS BEAUTIFUL. Every part of his face was absolutely beautiful. Especially eyes. I think I didn't fall in love with him, I fell in love with every part of him. Each and every part.

" I think we should go to Biology class. " I said and stood up. He smiled without looking at me.

" We don't have to be late, or Mrs. Browns will get mad at us, and she will cut the eyes out of us with her claws, " he said in a mysterious way, tried to scare me.

" You're funny, " I said and it him on the shoulder. He laughed and we walked to Biology class, where students were already gathered. Danielle was sitting in front of a desk which was standing two empty desks. Those two was only empty.

" Hey, " she said. I smiled and saluted her. Lucky didn't say anything, he just smiled at her and sat down behind me.

" Hello, everyone, " Mrs. Browns said and looked around the room. Teacher started talking about DNA and stuff. But I didn't listen because I was thinking about what Dylan told me about Lucky. And I think I wasn't the only one who wasn't listening.

~ What's happening? ~ Danielle asked with a letter, which she put on my desk. I looked at her surprisingly, asking what she meant. She looked at Lucky and then at me. I rolled my eyes.

~ We're together. ~ I wrote on a paper and handed her. She raised her eyebrows and lost all colour on her face as she read it.

~ Do you remember what Dylan told you about him? ~ I read it and felt something really strange. I didn't care. I just wanted Lucky to feel alright, I wanted him to be okay. I shook my head and put that letter in my pocket. Danielle was staring at me.

~ IDC. ~ I wrote and showed it to her. She shook her head and put her hand on her forehead.

Bell rang. The lesson was over. Danielle came to me and warned me once again and then left the class. Lucky came with a look wchich was full of doubts and unuskable questions.

" What did she write you? " he asked. I shook my head, meaning and saying nothing. " I saw it, Jess. " he said and looked at my pocket. " Give it to me, " he said in a deep voice.

" It's nothing, " I said and tried to leave the room but Lucky held my hand.

" Don't hide anything from me, " he said and put his forehead on mine. I gave that paper to him and looked down. " What is it that Dylan told you about me? " he asked me and put his hand on my chin. " Jess, " he said softly. I shook my head. " Tell me, " he was looking at me but I could not look at him, even if I wanted to.

" He said that, " I stopped.

" Say it, don't be scared, " he was trying to calm me down.

" He said that I should stay away from you, because you don't even know what you can do to me, " I said and from that minute I started hating myself even more. I looked at him and I saw the disappointment in his sea-like blue eyes.

" Why? " he mumbled. Like, he was going to cry. He took two steps back and sat down on a chair.

" It's okay, " I said and put my hand on his. He looked down at it and closed his eyes.

" It's tiring. " he took a deep breath, " I'm tired, " he said.

" Hey, listen, okay? i don't care about them, you are different and that's what matters to me. " I told him. He stood up and hugged me for like ten minutes. He could not let go and either could I. He was so irresistible.

" Thank you. " he said and kept on holding on too tight. His strong hands were wrapped around my waist. And I was still playing with his hair.