Real

Chapter 3

The next hours pass by and i don’t notice that i had my last class of the day, which according to the schedule was 'Math' great my subcoscience shows her cranky self.

I make my way through the hall and find the math class. When i enter i notice Harry already seating there.

I take a seat after him not sure if i should talk or no, luckily he breaks the silence

' Hello' he says politely,

I almost forget the greeting words but then I answer with a friendly smile

'Hey, your Harry right?’...

 Harrys Pov*

Her smile is astonishing, and her voice is sweet and comforting she doesn’t have a British accent so I assume she’s not local.

Her oval black hair falling from her forehead makes a contrast with the white class walls. Her  green to yellow  eyes never leaving mine and I were left speechless until she says

‘I’m Esme’.

We shake hand and I notice her bare wrist no bracelets, nothing hanging down so unusual for girls in general.

'I meet you on the cafeteria today ‘ -  I add  - ' you were a little lost are you new to schoo'l?

I ask and try to add a little humor to the conversation but her face expression falls, she looks a bit offended.

‘No I actually you are the new guy in school '      she snaps.

Well you were the one staring at me!’   I fire back.

Her cheeks heat and she look so childish,I can’t help but laugh at the way her mouth drops and she tries to speak with syllables

‘ Honestly you have nothing to stares at ‘She finally forms a sentence and blows me away totally of guard I was completely assure that this girl was in to me.

My mind reminds me that I’m on the middle of a dialog here and I try to keep my mood from changing while I continue laughing at her sweet face, only to stop for a second and stand up to see her from above.

Her eyes scan me from head to toe before standing up and taking the same position as I. Her small frame looks so insecure and yet so threatening in the same time I bend down a little she doesn’t expect my action so all she does is stand with her arms crossed in front of me, my action to fast and swift for her to dare to move away and my lips meet her jawline before she is able to perform the full rotation of her head, her skin so soft and cold against my lips,its almost fragile.

Esme Pov*

I closed my eyes and pushed him away even though against my wish. His lips full and sassy, his full laughter filling the room.

What was that? – I shyly ask

That was what I wanted to do, since you entered the class- he answers me so naturally as if his word was normal

I seat back on the chair, me gaze travelling around the class distracted and unwilling to meet the green eyes haunting my face.

He takes the hair of my neck and before he can perform any farther action, students come inside and take their seats.

I puff in relief and open my notebook, as the professor joins in. The class ends quickly, too quickly I must say. And I pack my stuff and practically run, because I know I won’t be able to confront any of Harry actions for today.

He doesn’t talks to me in the hall, he passes ignoring and I’m not sure what to feel about that.

I wait for Abbey to finish classes and she joins me for a brief coffee. After her persistence I tell her this morning events, her big brown eyes filled with shocked, her face expression changing from smile, to shock, than laughter and finally drops.

How come he ignored you on the hall? She asks curiously  

I have no idea - I say and put my face in my hands doing a tired gesture

I think it was because of his dad … she says and I take a sip of my coffee

What does his has to do with all of this? I ask sarcastic

His dad is our math professor – she answers proudly of her discovery.

'What?'  My mouth drops and I can’t imagine my face expression in these moments-'No way' – I snap at her.

Abbey’s eyes filled with content that she finally got something to corrupt me with.

'If you had more friends you’d knew that by now, the rumor is all around the school'.

What else do you know? I gasp trying to do my best at hiding my feelings.

My feelings??? I have feelings for him, I mean I just met him, literally I saw him this morning for the first time!! What’s wrong with me why am I all over him …I mean he gave the cause right … does he likes me.. Is he thinking for me right now? What is he thinking? What does he think of me? Does he … sort of … like me… somehow???

All these question goes around my head making it impossible to concentrate at Abbey .

We say our goodbyes and I wait for the bus, I wait a little and then start walking. The cold November wind blows against my white skin. It’s too cold and I regret walking but the bus won’t be arriving for at least 20min, and I cant get home late because I told my mom id be home around three and its 2.45 . I walk quickly through the alley.

And arrive home just before 3. I had the keys so I open the door. I place my bag on the floor and take my boots of, as I check into the microwave for food, and I find any.

Mom- I loudly call. No answer, the silence speaks itself and I realize there is no one home. I drag my bag to my bedroom and, spread the books all over my bed as I seat and try to learn them. My head is too inextricable to even foxus at one word.

All I want to do is look in Harry’s eyes , feel his gaze on me as I act like I don’t care about him. I want to scent the fragrance his body permits. The softnes of his lips that comes along with his cheeky voice.

God what is happening with me!!