I am going to start this story of with some boy stuff 'cause I mean what better way to grab a readers attention.
I like a boy. His name is Blake Martin. I have liked him for about two months now and I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but the feelings are there. He has blue eyes that I could get lost in for hours if he actually made eye contact with me for longer than a few seconds. His hair is as black as the midnight sky. You have to admit, black hair and blue eyes on anyone is the most attractive thing ever. I feel like the dark, harsh color of the hair narrows the face and makes the innocent blue eyes pop. Okay, Jess, focus! He doesn't play football and he doesn't have the largest muscles. To tell you the truth... he is tall and scrawny. I don't really care whether or not a guy is buff or not, but he has to be tall. I am like 5'7" and I like a guy who is taller than me. I think it is amazing when you hug them and your head fits right under their chin and your body almost gets lost in their bellies. The last part sounded a little fucked up, but it is the truth.
Blake is so sweet and funny, but I have never had a conversation with him in person. I text him a couple times a week and we chat, but I am always the one who has to keep the conversation going. Besides, half the time he doesn't respond. I try being funny. I try being interesting. Nothing really works. I guess he's just not into me.
I am going to make it clear that Blake isn't considered "popular." He is a geek like me, but he is higher up in the geek category. He is a cool geek. Wait! Is that even possible? I don't know. Just go with it. I am in the middle of the geek category. Yes. We are in the same classification group in the hell hole also know as high school. The thing is, the various groups have subgroups. Blake and I are not in the same subgroup. Okay! Enough explaining and describing, Jess!
Here is the deal. I text him, but I always feel like I am annoying him when I do so I try to limit how much I text him. For example, last night I texted him, tonight I am not going to text him. It is kind of hard not to pick up my phone and shoot him a quick "Hey" though. I mean he is fun to talk to. I don't just like him because he is EXTREMELY attractive.
I had my friend, Jeremy, ask him what he thought about me. Why did I do that? He could very easily know that I like him now. Why would Jeremy ask him about just one person? I didn't think this all the way through. Should I tell him not to ask? Should I tell him to just forget it? As soon as I picked up my phone to call Jeremy and tell him to abort the mission, my phone rang. No, it was not Blake calling to tell me how much he loved me. No one ever wants you when you want them. Plus, this isn't necessarily going to be a smooth sailing story of love. It was Jeremy who was calling, silly. The news he came with shocked me, Blake thought I was pretty and funny. I would say that that is a good start. I mean it isn't like he said I was gorgeous or beautiful, but pretty is only a few extra coats of mascara and lip gloss away from being either of those. This is sending across a bad message isn't it? No one needs makeup to be beautiful. A guy should like you for your personality not looks anyways. I hate to break it to ya, but umm... that's not the way things work. A guy only ever engages in conversation with someone if they are good looking, It is a fact. It is the way of life. I know it sucks! Now continuing my story, I freaked out while on the phone with Jeremy. He just laughed at me the whole time. He knows that when I get like this there really is no way of getting me to calm down.
The next day was a school day which definitely made me rethink my plan again. I now have to act like I have no idea that Blake thinks I'm pretty and funny. I would just like to say that I am the worst actress you will ever meet and I also just so happen to be a terrible liar as well. FML. Granted I don't talk to him and the only eye contact we make is awkward. Maybe this wouldn't be so difficult after all.
I was wrong. This is difficult. He just made eye contact with me that wasn't as awkward as usual and is now walking in my direction. This would be the day he decides to have a conversation with me. I could feel my cheeks changing from the peachy tone they usually are to a bright red. Knowing he found me pretty only made this blushing worse. Knowing that he found me to be funny made me desire to be funnier than normal. The thing is I am not funny when I try too hard to be funny. He got closer and closer to me until he finally was about a foot or two away. This is where he stopped.
"Hey" he said smiling at me with his perfectly white teeth.
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Hey:) I hope you like chapter one! If you gave any suggestions just comment them or tweet them to me, My twitter is: @AshleyBigBanana
I know this chapter isn't too interesting. The foundation had to be laid out. I promise the chapters will progressively get more interesting as the story evolves and grows. I have a basic plot planned out. This plot is very very very basic! I have to do some setting up before the story can be juicier. haha
lots of love, Ash xoxo
