Supposing that it was one of the thoughtless high school students that flocked about the halls after homeroom were the reason behind my most uneasy tumble onto the hallway tile, was an obvious understatement . As I attempted to reach for my glasses that had fallen off in the collision, my eyes were soon met with a pair of Nike sneakers that were followed by another pair that were situated not far from the first. I manage to decipher who the owners of the first pair of very cringe worthy shoes through my blurred vision, only to able to grasp the severity of my current situation before again being roughly propelled into the cold grime stained tile. "Ha! Look who it is, its little Frodo Baggins. What's wrong pal? Your uncle not here to save you this time?" Trying my finest to not laugh at the cliché of the situation I had ended up in or at the foolish and ever so idiotic comments made by Boromir. I gathered my things and stood up. In an attempt to avoid anymore of Boromir's remarks or violence to come. I swiftly pulled out my wallet and eagerly pushed it away from my body and towards Boromir's chest. "If this is all you came for, I'll be on my way. "I said with a tired expression. As I slowly began to shift away from him and towards the end of the hallway, which had long since been abandoned, I felt Boromir take a fist of my forest green sweater and with little effort he spun me around and pinned me to the closest locker. "What's the rush? If you have forgotten Baggins, let remind you that it's the start of the football season. As captain it's my job to teach the freshmen how to treat trash like yourself." He spat, with an ever lingering smirk. "Freshmen? "I wonder out loud, without a thought, confused by not having already seen any freshman that I would have probably assumed to be football players earlier. Instead of saying anything Boromir released his grip on my sweater and let my body fall to the floor along with my long forgotten books. As I put on my glasses and look up from the ground for the second time, my eyes are meet with a most forgiving site. My eyes encounter a young man I confirm to be one of Boromir's new freshmen-football lackeys, but instead of making any attempted to get off the floor I find myself examining the young man's sandy blonde hair and ever so inviting soft cerulean eyes that seem to speak of a quite compassion. After noticing my staring he quickly turned away .Before I can begin to lose myself further in this moment of absolute oblivion to my current situation, I feel Boromir roughly shove my head into a locker. As Boromir pulls his arm back in what looks to be a punching formation, an announcement on the intercom interrupts stating that all football players must report to the field immediately. " You're lucking that we have to go but I'm warning you, if you decide to make another appearance in my hallway, you are in for another beating! It makes me sick to even look at you!" Boromir threatens as he spits on my glasses and makes his way over to the young man, muttering something about practice and then leaves. A feeling of relief washes over me, allowing me to calm down and begin to try for the third time today to leave. As I begin to collect my books and wipe off my glasses , I notice the the boy from earlier start to make his way towards me. In a panic , I put the remaining items in my messenger bag and flee , disregarding the others .
Before I can open the doors to the parking lot at the end of the hallway I hear fast footsteps coming towards me .
Some unknown feeling possessed me to turn around and I was face with blonde male from earlier . He's cheeks red and a half smile on his face ,he held out a book .
" um . .. I-I think you forgot this ?"
Trying my hardest to find words ,I was only able to produce a soft thanks . I went to take my chemistry note book from him when our hands brushed in the exchange , making me yelp at the sudden contact .
He jolted backwards and gave me a concerned look .
" are you okay ? I mean you were tossed around back there .." His voice started to display his discomfort with the situation . His beautiful blue eyes looked back up to mine , they brimmed with worry .
Unable to reply , I ran out the parking lot doors and kept running till I reached the next street over .
YOU ARE READING
GARDENIA - You're lovely , my secret .
RomanceThe age old story of the cute -curly haired nerdy boy falling in love with the blue eyed compassionate football jock . But every romance has it's obstacles, will they over come them ?
