Within Her Crystal Blues

DayDream Of Another LifeTime

      Another year, another school day to go through and so far I had yet to see anything to change my mind on this. Quickly I glade through the halls into my new classroom. Unlike before, I saw unfamiliar face though I never felt the need to keep track of those around me. I had taken my seat before withdrawing my little black notebook out. Small doodle danced out of my pen and onto the pages. Smiling to myself, I never realized that she had set next to me. To be honest I was a bit taken back by this. Those that mainly chose to sit with me where others like me. Doodlers, writers, those who really were more folded into themselves as I was yet she decided to sit with me.

      Her long hair held high in a ponytail, her baggy clothes hanging off her fit figure but still gracing the eye with hints of what lay beneath it all. She held a small piercing above her eye, honestly not many could pull of the look and yet I found myself believing her did. Her lips were full and seemed like ones that should always be smiling and laughing never frowning or sad. Her personality vibed as a dominate one, someone that would protect those she cared for no matter the risk to herself. A personality that I hid well, until I make it appear of course. She glanced at me as I turned back to my notebook, calmly avoiding her wandering gaze for fear of what my eyes would spill.

      "Hi," she said with a small smile. Attempting my best to cloud my eyes of the previous emotions, I smile back friendly and respond.

      "Hi." Before we could speak anymore words, the bell rang and class begun. We were explained the concept of this class period and how we would have a break later on before our new teacher began our first lecture of the term. We were asked to take notes as if we were in any other class. I did for awhile though I soon fell bored and started drawing once again. Though, instead of small doodles, I decided to sketch the girl next to me. I had no real reason why besides the fact that she seemed like a piece of art that was needed to be drawn out. Doing my best to make her unaware of my doing so, I continued to dance my pen across the page. Knowing it probably would never be the same as her in person, I still tried my finest to capture her within my little black book.

        When break came, I wandered with the class to the commons only to take a seat against the wall to write a poem or two. That is, before she came and sat besides me again. For a moment, neither of us spoke until she broke the ice. Asking how I was and so on. I answered and asked her the same, she fared well and we laughed for some odd reason. She had asked what I had in my book. I told her poems and doodles, that I grow bored easily. She laughed at that and said she understood the feeling. We continued on talking before we were called to make way back to class. The rest of the time we continued on little chatter as the class droned on. Before we knew it, it was time to go and I found myself wishing to stay awhile longer. I felt as if I was apart of a whole another world seating next to that beautiful girl. Once the bell rang and we walked to our buses, we waved goodbye and parted our ways. The rest of my day she never left my mind, no matter what happened she always seemed to stay right at the edge of my thoughts.

      Days went by as days turned to weeks and weeks into months, we grew to be good friends. Though I have to admit there were times I wished we could have been more. Yet I had someone and she either did or was interesting in someone else. She never knew how I felt, at least not that I knew. She knew about the drawing yet only thought of it as me being me and nothing more. At least that's how it seems, I do often find myself wondering how things would have been if we had been more than just friends. 'Shrugs' who knows. Maybe in another time, we are or maybe we're complete strangers still. We'll never know. Ah, sweet daydreams...