Green Eyes (Paul Zimmer Fanfic)

Green eyes, that's all I could think of, as my heart beat of what it felt like 200mph. His stare locked me into me, as I bit my lip holding his gaze. I felt like I couldn't look away, like he had me in a trance. His barely but visible smirk made it even harder for me not to look away, green eyes. That's who I new him as.-

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It's pretty impossible for someone like me to be perfect. I'm not like these popular, pretty high school girls. I don't wear makeup and haven't got expensive clothes, I'm just an average girl.

I don't have friends, and I tend to stay away from people. I tend not to socialise and I spend most of my time reading my books. If anything there the only friends I have.

I'm classed as the book rat, the girl who always has a novel strapped to her hands at anytime she gets.

It doesn't bother me, I get enough of that from my family. I'm used to it.. Lunch time is where I get my chance to read, to ignore the real world and go into my own, quiet, peaceful and private space.

I don't get much of that at home, I've always got my sister being a total cow, and my mother doesn't get the word "personal space"

I sit in the same spot everyday in the cafeteria, right by the exit, on my own. You'd get the occasional quiet and bullied person sit right by the exit door, just in case they need to escape quickly. Other then that I'm alone, just how I like it.

But one thing changes that, something that catches my eye everyday, that makes my world go on mute for a few minutes. The eyes that makes my heart feel like it skipped a few beats, the piercing green eyes that shocks my spine, and the perfect half smile that makes my gut flutter with butterflies.

The same time everyday, green eyes will look at me as he takes small bites from his apple. I'd studied him like he was a book, every movement, every breath, every blink.. Like he was some kinda test.

It was like I had to study him no matter how much I wanted to look away! I just couldn't, he was perfect.

His messy brown hair with a few highlights in the front, his perfect complexion, his lips that were so kissable you'd die, and then you had his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes, that made you melt the minute you'd make eye contact!

His stare wasn't a tease, nor was it serious, but playful at times.

I watched as he got up from his seat, he'd take his books and slowly move his way to the exit. He'd kept his eye on me, but wouldn't stare.

As he neared my table he would look straight at me, give me a soft yet cheeky smile and walk out of the door.-

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Isn't it strange how, you think you know someone like the back of your hand, but really you don't know that person at all. You spend all your time studying somebody yet, you don't even know there name.

I wouldn't dare talk to anybody... Ha like anyone would talk to "the book rat".

My past experiences people weren't so good, I guess when you've grown up being bullied most of your life, you just don't want anything to do with anyone.

I've moved from 4 different schools, and 3 different towns. My parents spilt when I was 9, my dad was a bad man.. He'd hurt my mom in all different kinds of ways.

He'd come home drunk and argue with my mother. Says shes a useless piece of crap and slap her until he's tired, and then he'd just

pass out on the sofa.

She would cry herself to sleep every night, he was a lousy husband and father. She got to the stage where she had enough, divorced him and she threw him out.