Fictional Agreements

Mystery Boy

I watched her. I know it was very stalkerish of me. But I couldn't help it. I was in love. She was so beautifully complex. I didn't even realize that I became a fool for her.

"Jeremiah Angelo Diaz!" My incredibly snobby teacher yelled. Don't ask me how she knows my middle name because I truly don't know. "Stop staring into space and make yourself useful!" She yelled, turning back around.

Eventually, her dreadful class ended and I went to lunch where I bumped into her.

"Crap. I'm sorry!" She claims bit too loudly. She blushed and cast her gaze downwards. She looked at me.

"Sorry." She whispered.

"It's okay." I whisper back with a gentle smile.

She nods lightly and furrowed her eyebrows together.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Jeremiah Angelo Diaz." I whisper again with a smile.

She smiled widely when I said my middle name.

"Savannah Evelyn Bonnet."

I smile brightly. Savannah & Jeremiah. I love it.

"Bye." Savannah says before walking off to her friends.

I finally went home after four more periods.

As I fell asleep that night, my thoughts traveled to her.

The way her dark hair casades in waves down her back. The way her vibrant blue green eyes glowed. The way she smiled her freaking beautiful smile made me want to melt. When she frowned, I wanted nothing more than to just hurt the ones who hurt her and fall into her immediate commands just to make her smile again.

The next day, during my free period, I was in the library where I settle with the classic novel of The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton.

"Jeremiah!" A yell was heard through-out the quiet atmosphere. My head quickly snaps and I quickly spot Savannah as she gets hushed by a libraian. She blushes deeper as she realizes she has drawn the attention of other students in the room.

She stalks over to me and plops herself in the chair in front of me.

"Hey." She greets.

I smile. "Hi."

"What are you reading?" She questions.

I lift my book a bit and show her the cover of the book.

"Never heard of it. What's it about?"

I widen my eyes as my jaw drops.

"You never heard of the Outsiders?"

"No."

"No Ponyboy, Sodapop, Darrel, Dallas? What about Johnny?"

She raises a dark brow.

"That's they're names?"

"What kind of books have you read?"

"A bit of fantasy, werewolf, and romance."

"Savannie, you don't know fiction until you read the Outsiders."

"Savannie?"

I blush slightly. "Is it okay if I call you that?"

"Yeah. I like it. It's different." She smiles.

"How about a deal? I'll give you my copy of the Outsiders and you give me any of your favorites to read." I compromise.