Dual Lovers

Day One-Thursday

Wenston Academy, 5th period, right before lunch. I'm sitting in LA class near the front on the left of the classroom with my best friends Savannah and Hailey. We chat until the bell rings and the lecture begins. By the time Mr. Nelson says two words I'm already bored out of my mind. I desperately attempt to pay attention, but I just can't. I start to whisper to Hailey about the lecture because I'm lost, but so is she. Mr. Nelson turns around and sees me whispering to Hailey.

Oh great, I'm totally getting yelled at right now.

Just as I thought, Mr. Nelson yells, "Ms. Winfrey, no talking!"

I close my eyes and roll them, but I nod to him in response. There is this weird feeling in me that someone is looking at me. Feeling embarrassed I begin to take notes, but get once again get sidetracked. On my loose leaf paper I begin to draw. Off to the side I hear books being moved, once again Mr. Nelson turns around. I look up and see him scowl. A picture pops into my mind and I furiously draw my idea to capture what Mr. Nelson looks like right now. While drawing I hear him scold someone for packing up too early. I smile as I draw glad that I'm not the only one getting yelled at. I start to add details to my drawing.

"Nice drawing." someone, yet I don't know who, said to me.

I turn around half expecting no one to be there, but I see a boy with brown hair smiling at me. I smile back as a thank you for the compliment on my drawing. He goes back to his seat and I turn around and continue to draw.
*Ring Ring*
"Finally the bell!" I was completely starving and lunch was just around the corner.

I gather my books and head toward my locker to switch my books out for afternoon classes. I walk back to LA class and drop off my books. I walk to the cafeteria. On the way the brown haired boy turns around, waves and says "Hey."

"Hi," I say back and smile.

"I'm surprised that the teacher didn't catch you drawing in his class," He said with a small chuckle.

"That's one thing a teacher will never catch me doing because it looks like I'm taking notes on a lecture." I said.

"True." He said and stuck his hands in his pockets.

I blow a flyaway strand of blond hair out of my face attempting to get rid of the awkward silence. I notice that his face is getting a little red, he must notice too because he looks away. I stand there for a while and realize I'm staring, so I say "See you later." and head into the cafeteria.

I sit down with Hailey and Savannah. We chat about classes and homework and tests we have to study for, but for some reason I'm not as engaged in the conversation as I  usually am. I start to look back at the boy every now and again.

Hailey gives me a look and asks "Are you ok Margret, you seem really distracted today."

"Hmm, oh, yeah I'm fine just dozing off I'm exhausted and can't wait for today to be over."

She nods and we continue to talk, this time about what we have going on over the weekend.

It's a few minutes until lunch is over, so my friends and I walk out of the cafeteria just as the bell rings for 6th period to end and 7th to start.

The last 3 classes of the day feel continuous. I'm practically counting down the minutes until dismissal. At last the bell for last period to end rings. Everyone rushes out the door ready to leave school.

I head to my locker to pack up. Once packed I head toward the parking lot searching for my sky blue jeep. I find it and hop into the driver's seat and head home.

When I get home I grab some carrots out of the fridge and begin my homework.

Once I finish my homework I head out to the backyard for a cookout with my parents. We eat burgers that my dad grilled and a salad that my mom prepared.

"How was your school day Margret?" asks my mom.

"Good," I respond, and take a bite of my food.

My parents change the subject to politics, which I absolutely hate talking about, so I finish my dinner in silence. After dinner I head upstairs to my room and pull out my phone to chat with my friends. They are talking about homework that I have already completed, so I check on my Instagram. One of the guys from school that I'm following has posted a new picture. When I look at the photo I recognize one of the guys in it as the boy who commented on my drawing in class. I press the follow button and almost immediately he follows me back. It's getting late, so I put my phone down and go to sleep.

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-Samantha