Lynzi-
Besides English, the rest of the day flied by. I have all my class with at least one of my friends so I was very relieved about that. English was weird. That guy in there was the spitting image of the guy in my dream but it's just got to be a coincidence though. It was strange when he started staring at me. He looked at me as if I was the only girl in the room. He seemed caring but he was still an asshole and I guarantee he's treating me like this so that I'll like him and then he can say that no one in the world can resist him. But the weirdest part out of everything was when he touched me; it sent heat waves down my body just like in my dream. It has got to be all a coincidence though, so I pushed it to the back of my mind and found my friends. We all chatted for a couple minutes by my car and then we said are goodbyes and walked to our cars. I got in mine and just sat in the driver seat, laying my head back to relax. I let a big sigh and closed my eyes. I just was thinking about my dream and English and how strange but magical everything was. I stayed there for what seemed like forever, until I heard someone knocking on my window. I eyes snapped open and I stared at the gorgeous guy from English through my black tinted window. How long was he standing there? I quickly lifted my seat back up and rolled down my window.
"Yea? What do you need?" He stared at me for a second and smiled. He then swiftly grabbed a piece of paper out of his backpack and handed it to me.
"You left your notes in English and I have been trying to find you all day to give them back to you."
I looked at the paper in shock. He has been trying to find me all day?
"Well, uh, thank you." My voice came out a little shaky, which made his smile widen. I was about to roll up the window when he put his hand on the glass so that it wouldn't go up.
"Whoa, hold on there! Who said that I was giving that back to you for free? I want something in return for my hard work to try to get that safely back to you!" His smile seemed to reach his ears by the time he was done talking. His voice was so light-hearted and sweet that I couldn't help but want to smile in return.
I gave him a smirk and asked, "Okay, well what do you want in return?" His eyes seemed to beam with excitement with the sight of me smiling and the question he longed in return to his.
"Would it be any trouble if I could know your name?" His whole face seemed to light up like a kid first hearing about Christmas, but there was a twinge of something mysterious in his eyes that I couldn't place. I hesitated to answer. Should I give him my name? He could stalk me or kidnap me or something? He doesn't look harmless, but he does have an air about him that is strange in some way. The way he walks and the way he talks and the way he seems to portray himself to the rest of the world as if he has been there and he knows what to expect. My pause caused his expression to briefly fade. His smile became more of a line and his eyes seemed to lose their gleam as he predicted my answer to be 'No, get away from me!'
"I'll leave you to your business then." He gave me a smirk trying to save face and started to walk away, but without hesitation I yelled 'hey wait' to regrab his attention.
"Umm, I'll tell you my name if you tell me yours!" My voice came out needy like I was begging to know his name, which caused him to give me a mischievous little smile.
He shrugged, "That seems fair; as long as you're not one of those strange girls who finds stalking others to be hobby." He chuckled a little.
"I was about to make you promise the same thing. Oh and who was the one that kept trying to get my attention in English?" We both laughed slightly at my comment. I don't think that I noticed how nice he is. Whether he acts like a stuck up asshole, he can be a nice guy. Oh what was I saying? I'm getting ahead of myself here. Just tell him your name and leave. Just tell him your name and leave!
