Making Good Impressions

Chapter 2: Him

Chapter 2: Him

 I WENT TO SCHOOL THAT MORNING, HAPPY I SMILED ALOT, BECUASE I KNEW I WAS waiting for him. I know I get obsessed with guys but he was something different to look at. My first week of school here he ignored me other than the pale faced boys and girl. It’s not that I wanted attention or anything from anybody. But I also didn’t like being ignored from the boy or his family. Which they were oddly alike but different: the same perfect face, the same flawless white skin, the glossy white teeth, and let’s not forget their threatening eyes that sometimes glared at me other than simply staring.

They were different in many ways also: with the hair color they all varied form blonds to stunning blacks to his dark red hair. Their shade of skin tone which was white of course but somehow under the white was something different. I shook my head and went to my first hour class.

Two friendly averaged looking boys walked me in. I laughed and smiled only to be polite because I only thought of them as friends never anymore but since it was my third week here one named James had the courage to grab my hand. I didn’t pull back but I didn’t like it either. I shouldn’t lead him on. Friends held hands right? He forced my fingers apart making me intertwine with his. I moaned internally. Yes, I was leading him on alright. But why, my body langue was sure to make him believe I wasn’t physically attracted to him. He was cute I guess but I wasn’t into the whole good guy role. I wanted something more than good I wanted risk. Just my luck because Alexander walked by eyeing my intertwined hands with James. I thought to myself James you’re a jerk!   His expression when he looked was bored. I hid my face with my hair away from him to hide my disappointed eyes. Maybe, I shouldn’t like him I bored him. When we were at the door of my first hour I said bye and went to take my seat.

My first three classes past by in a blur. I really wasn’t focusing much. I didn’t feel as happy as I did this morning. I bored him it was obvious in the way he looked at me this morning. I felt like I was unwanted. I guess I wouldn’t talk to him today how I intended to do so. It was lunch and I tried to act normal for my friends and it worked because my little fed back had James, Tucker, and Isabella talking up a massive storm. Did I really seem normal to them? I must put a good front. I glanced up at his and his family’s table he was staring at me worried. So maybe he cared a little about me. The lunch bell rang and I went to Biology class.

He was there first –---- like always. But instead of ignoring my presence he pulled out my chair. What a nice gesture. I smiled and took my seat. Alexander spoke in the most seductive voice I ever heard “Hello.” He smiled. I was stunned and looked like a total moron staring at him with goggle eyes. I recovered when he looked away.

“Hi,” I whispered. He was silent I guess that was all of the kindness I was getting out of him this hour. I tried to sit in class silently but failed miserably because the teacher called on me every five minutes. It was like he wanted to make Alexander hear my voice. Why? Why would he want that? At least I knew almost every answer he threw at me. Expect once when he called me when I was staring at Alexander intensely trying to figure him out. There really wasn’t anything to figure out he was a fallen angel, that is the only reason for his beautiful likeliness.

“Fallen,” Mr. Kelputtered.

“Yes?” I asked alarmed.

“Are you going to answer?”

“Can you repeat the question?” I requested.

“Yes, when does blood congeal?”  I looked at my notes franticly searching for the right answer.

“Umm…” I said but nothing more came out.

“It happens when a part of the body is wounded, and it stops blood loss.” I heard a steady voice whispered. I looked to my side shocked-----he was helping me.