"Brrringg", I jumped. The bell rang and I was off to my next class. I just couldn't keep my eyes off him.. I mean he was perfect. He looked as if he had come from heaven, like god had literally made him for me. I know nothing about him, so honestly I probably shouldn't yet assume that he's the one, but I mean he's the only one that looks and acts like me. Out of the ordinary, quiet, unique. After gathering my thoughts and watching him grab his book bag, I got up, placed my books unkempt in my worn out back pack, and I started to make my way out of the class. "Class wait your homework is-"
"Hey, um I;m Jamie", he spoke turning in his ankles and looking down as he played with his perfect black curved hair, " You're Carrinina… right?"
"Right, yea, um but you can call me Carri- I paused, I didn't want to seem pushy, "Only if you wanna I mean Carrinina is fine an all!" I spoke anxiously. God, i Knew he could tell immediately that I was going crazy in my mind. And of course he chuckled "Carri it's okay I don't bite"
"I do when I get nervous!" I replied. What was i thinking, i might as well have just told him what i had for dinner when I was two i mean seriously. He cut off my thoughts
"Haha well what's your bus number?" He asked curiously
"It..It's.. umm. 1049"
"Oh well same. Sit next to me after school?"
"Yea that'd be great! See you later Jamie" I spoke happily yet trying as hard as possible not to burst out with happiness. He nodded and walked out of the classroom smirking at me as he walked out the door. I breathed in a let out a laugh. "Wow. Carri. You didn't faint! Now you have to make the bus ride" I thought to myself. I walked faster then usual out of the classroom, and into my next period. This day seemed like the slowest of them all. Everything everyone said was a blur in my mind, he was all I could possibly think about. As I looked at the dirty and cracked clock hanging upon the wall, I saw that there was one minute left until I would get on the bus and actually carryout a real conversation with him. "What if I say something wrong, what if i'm not his type, what if he's not my type, what if, what if.." all of these pessimistic thoughts were a tornado pervading all of my brain. I just need ti stop. "Brrringg", once again i jumped and ran out of the classroom into the pouring rain outside. I walked into my broken down bus and sat in my usual back seat but making room for Jamie's flawless being. There he was. Entering the bus, with a tired look and dripping hair from the rain. He saw me and quickly came back to make my company. He saw I was kind of shivering and drenched in Philomath's usual rainwater.
"Are you cold?"
"Yea actually."
He took of his jacket and placed it slowly onto my shoulders. Time freezes the very moment. His scent wanders into me, the smell of an evergreen forest i'd say. It lingered with me the whole bus ride as we chatted about things we like. It turns out he moved here because his family were ghost and spirit finders, and this was the place. Except they move all the time, which was unlucky for me. I can't get close to him. I just can't. He went to get off his stop. "See ya, he handed me his number." He went to get off the bus.
" Wait!" I yelled, " Your jacket."
"Keep it." he replied smiling at me.
He walked out of the bus into a beautiful, yet gargantuan house. Iron gates, tall wooden doors that creaked open as he looked back at me to walk into his haven. As our bus left I clenched the jacket, buried my head into it, and breathed in his leftover ora. The bus came to another stop as Tari said a peppy goodbye to her friends, and kissed her boyfriend. I followed as usual.
"You and that new boy got something' going on?" Spoke the bus driver
" I don't know what it is to be quite honest, but we have something alright."
i walked off the bus and landed on my bed. I took out my phone. 'Hey Its Carri." I texted to the given number. I sat paralyzed holding his jacket upon my chest, waiting for him to reply. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough. I wanted to see his cute smile, and beautiful appearance once again. What was this feeling… could it be love? " Carrinina Louise Mcginty, stop!" I immediately think to myself. But was I right? I mean with every perfect appearing person comes some sort of a flaw. I didn't think there was one, but there had to be, and I'd have to find it out before I get myself into something I don't wanna be in. I closed my eyes. I dosed off. I thought of us together walking through the forest and sitting by a beautiful stream. Him leaning over to peck me on my lips. It's been a long while since my dreams were actually not tragically upsetting. I kind of liked it. Should I?
