7th Grade

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I had to move with my dad so I'm leaving all my friends. I was so not ready for 7th grade. I was going to get made fun of for being so clumsy and dark. Well, I guessed it is what it is. The next morning, I sat on the bus by myself. So I figured it would be like that every day. Which I was okay with. But boy was I wrong. The very first day of school, I sat in the middle of the bus and decided to shut out the world with some tunes. I started singing. Loud. I then felt a presence looking at me, so I turned and looked. There was a boy. He looked about my age. I took out my earbud. He spoke, "Are you in choir?" "No" I responded. I thought he would've left me alone after the tone I gave him. But, He spoke again. "You should be. Me and my friends sit in the back. You can sit with us whenever you'd like." He walked away before I could respond. His eyes... I saw color after looking in them. Once I got to school, I figured I'd be alone. It felt like the same old thing. Like normal. Wake up, go to school, do my homework, go to bed, and repeat.

Around the third day, I finally got the courage to sit in the back of the bus. So I did. He was sitting in the very back seat next to another boy. There was also another girl. He noticed I was heading to the back. I still didn't talk. Just sung. The boy He was sitting by was His best friend. His best friend was always glancing over at me or, even staring. I caught him almost every time. It was obvious he had a crush on me, but I didn't feel the same way. I just ignored it after that. Then, in one of my classes I had, my classmate looked at me from across the room and said "He likes you." He was pointing to a blond boy, who was hiding his face in his hands. He looked shorter than me. But I guess only from the distance. I didn't know who that blonde bashful boy was. I had never seen him before. I had never met him in my life nor did I have any feelings towards him at all. At that time, I was already with someone. So I responded, "Ok? I don't really care if he likes me or not." I muttered that I was taken, but they didn't hear me. A few days after that, I started to think about it. I didn't want to leave my boyfriend. But I also just wanted to try something new.

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