Love Does Not Have a Color (BWWM)

Chapter 7

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My life is fucking weird.  Why?  I don’t know.  It just is.  After this morning, I really just want some normalcy, but I doubt that would happen.  I still have not discovered who wrote me that little love note that was left in my locker.  I really thought it was Jacob.  Or was I just hoping it was Jacob?

 

I stood in front of my locker as usual after school getting my stuff together.  It was such a damn process.  Not to be nerdy or anything, but I really have to take my time to figure out if I need to bring my science notebook home or social studies.  Both of them suck so I have to make sure I am right.  

 

In the process of doing this, I sense a presence behind me.  It wasn’t the normal ones that I am used to like my friends or even Jacob, it was a strangers, and the vibe was a negative one.  I turned around and saw a boy I did not know.  He was probably about 5’11, with a white t-shirt on and some sort of basketball shorts.  He had a nice haircut and I could see a tattoo on his right arm.  But why was he here at my locker?

 

It was clear he was going to be a creep and not say anything first.  He just kept staring at me.  I guess I would have to make the first move.

 

“What the hell are you staring at?” I asked him clearly irritated.

 

I hate when people stare.  It is such a rude thing to do and one of my biggest pet peeves.  Like honestly, what the fuck.  He simply stared in amusement.

 

“I’m staring at you.” he said in a deep voice.

 

Is this shit really happening?

 

“What for?” I ask him.

 

“I can’t look at you?”

 

“No you can’t.  Now bye.”

 

I turn around and went digging in my locker for more shit to grab.  However this guy was not taking a damn hint to walk away.  He simply came closer to me and leaned against the lockers.

 

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to upset you.” he said.

“That’s nice.” I said going through my planner.

 

I obviously was not interested in continuing this conversation.

 

“My name is Bryan.” he said.

 

“Okay.” I respond sassy.

 

“Damn.  You don’t have to be so uptight.  I’m just trying to get to know you.”

 

I turn my head to face him.