Once upon an enemy

Chapter 4 :Simon

There he was.
Standing , in front of our class.

Don't judge me but I was drooling. LITERALLY DROOLING, at him.

His blond hair.. just so perfect when the sunlight hit it- looked so golden . He had pretty blue eyes,  with a circle of green near his pupil . Also a few freckles  but they were faint  ( which to me were the finishing touches ) .

He was like every girls dream boy.

No. Not for you Amira! Remember he's your enemy.  Nothing more than that.

He walked in,looked at me and stared.

It wasn't like that weird , death stare.It was more like he was trying to see into me .( He's not that type ... if your asking )

Finally ,our teacher  came in."Right , class today  I will be assigning partners to do a project but first let me introduce our new student , Simon Wilson. Simon, please introduce yourself." Simon stood taller as he spoke. "Hi. I'm Simon Wilson and I come from Arizona.I'm thirteen years old and love my running  always a big fan of sports ." He said and smiled . All the girls ( I swear) wanted him as a boyfriend. I could see it on their "super model" faces. Argh!
Am I jealous ? Oh , hell no your not.

Inner me . What could  I say?

"That was a brilliant introduction Mr. Wilson ! Now where to put you?" She looked around the classroom.  Jordan pushed Jayden off his chair: "OUCH! " he started swearing at her but she ignored it."I have a free chair Man!" She was screaming as though she won the lottery." Now miss Jonker behave yourself , help Jayden get up and put things in order" She continued searching for a seat."Aa! Miss.Daiens  would you kindly take your bag off the chair next to you so Mr.Wilson could sit there?" 

I looked at her, then at Simon . Sighing , I "removed'' my bag , he starts moving towards me , putting his bag down (occupying neary half the bloody table . men....) and sat beside him .

Man.. was this going to be a ruff day.

------ Simon's POV -------

I never thought I would see Amira again. I mean , the last time I saw her (in real life, because I  always look at her on instagram . AND NO , I not a stalker for gods sake !!) she was eight , busy scolding me ( as usual ) about something i was not paying attention to , leaving her was the most difficult thing to do. 

The point is ... that I actually liked her.

There , i said it.

I looked at her and found that she was  staring at me, I thought I may have blushed. I looked away trying to distract myself. 

After my introduction , my new teacher ( still haven't figured out her name ) told me to sit next to  Amira. I walked over to her, smiling smugly to myself. "Can  I use your pencil? I left my at home " ( Stupid move Simon ,  such a STUPID move ) 

After that , after school I went home to  only think about her