Shut Up And Be A Good Boy

Drew looks at me...

I fake a smile so he won't see...

What I want, and I need him.  And everything that we should be... - Taylor Swift.

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I knew what I was doing, right when I walked into the lobby of the science hall.  My words were repeating over and over in my head: 

Drew Mason ... I love you ... Wait no! Maybe, I should say I like you.  After all, I don't want to scare him away…

No, that would be my worst nightmare…

As I looked down at my knit shirt and short jeans, I deemed myself presentable.  I had worked my ass off trying to make myself look as good, as I personally could.  What I was wearing, was by far the best clothes I had in my puny little closet.  I couldn’t really afford anything really nice, seeing as my older brother and I were always on such a tight budget.  But, I’m really getting away from the subject at hand here!  Back to Drew…

I knew Drew would be in the far corner of the lobby.  Most likely with his buddies.  As I put one foot in front of the other, I felt my heart begin to beat louder and louder.  Sweat covered my palms, and my tiny little forehead as well.  I attempted to put my long black hair in a ponytail, but my sweaty palms made the ponytail slip from my fingers.

Damn my nerves!

And then, to add to them, I saw him.

Drew Mason, a gift of god, which we’re all are lucky to have here at Westville University.  He is somewhat my friend, and I’m glad I’m at least that much to him.  That beautiful short, wavy, sandy blond hair of his, and those irresistible sapphire blue eyes that reminded me of the clear blue sky in the middle of spring, made him - obviously – very popular with the girls here … like I already said … Gift.  Of.  God.  Although, at that very moment, his attention … unfortunately … was focused on Joy Kanels. 

Joy Kanels was a bright blue eyed, tall, bleach blonde, overly tanned ... I just gonna come out and say it ... slut.  To my liking, she was not a very joyful person at all.  And, to get straight to the point, I hated her.  Why?  Well, if what I’ve already told you wasn’t a good enough clue, she is the kind of girl who always likes to throw herself on men, like they’re toys.  Then, she screws and uses them like they’re nothing.  I sure as hell don't want my Drew to be her next toy…

Wait?!  Did I just say my Drew?!  Damn, I’m seriously - or, more like dangerously - becoming obsessed with this guy!  But who wouldn't?  I mean, he’s insanely gorgeous for crying out loud!

"You might want to close your mouth, you’ll surely catch flies."  My head snapped to my side, and I saw, Becket Linley.

Becket Linley, or as most called him, Beck, is, basically the nerd of Westville University.  Like my older brother Jason, he’s a senior, therefore, three years older than me.  He is also, the most, arrogant asshole in the history of assholes!  Let’s just put it this way, my arrogant asshole of an older brother can’t even stand him!  Then again, Jason is one of the most popular guys here, so that’s probably why…  But, anyway! 

At that moment, I felt like slapping Becket, but what's new?  He always gets under my skin.  It's probably because he thinks he is smarter than me.  Which is not true ... Okay maybe it is, with his 4.0 and my 3.5 GPA, but at least I'm passing...