Love at First Sight

When Everything Seemed to Fail

     The next day at school I expected to see him. The 7th grade hallways weren't that far away from the 8th grade ones, I was so sure that I'd find some time to talk to him, or at least see him again. The day went by slowly and I didn't seem him. I'd rush between passing times and peek over the staircases, and if I had extra time I'd even sit at the end of the stairs and look around; no luck with either of those.  Winter Break was approaching and I was starting to get very disappointed, I still didn't even know his name. Why am I so crazy over this boy? 

The weeks went on, and I slowly began to give up. Christmas Break was here, and still nothing from this boy. Clearly, he wasn't looking for me like I was looking for him, obviously I was overthinking the little things that happened in that detention room with Alice. It was nothing, he was messing with me, he must be like this with all girls. Maybe he's just flirty, or was just bored in the moment? I knew it was time to move on, I'm searching for a boy who has completely forgotten about me already, because it was nothing. I don't know him, it's time to get over it, finally.

I thought I was doing very good throughout the break, I didn't ask my friends about him, or even really bring him up, and as each day went on I slowly stopped thinking about him as much! And then Christmas morning came. I couldn't help but think about his gorgeous brown eyes getting even bigger than they already were as he was opening up his gifts. I wished that I had his number and that I could ask him how his holidays were, this was a time of year to be around your loved ones, and cherish each other and that's what I wanted with him, I wanted to buy him gifts and see his face light up as he gets surprised by them, I want to kiss him under the mistletoe, and most of all I want to be the one who gets to spend this holiday with him, but I wasn't and at the rate I was going, I'd never get there.

I was back where I started, going crazy, dreaming, wishing, and hoping for this mystery boy. My mystery boy.