Tunnel Vision

Chapter Two - I've Fallen (So Help Me Up)

The noise of the halls dies down as I can hear through the wooden bathroom door as warm water runs over my hands and down the drain.

I stare into the mirror and my reflection stares back, I look into my amber eyes as my pupils enlarge and reduce in size.

Sighing, I turn off the water and wipe my hands on a paper towel before grabbing my bags and heading to the door.

Shortly after stepping out into the seemingly empty hallway, a tremendous force slams me to the ground, knocking the wind out of me.

I gasp for air as I hear someone curse under their breath and quick footsteps run up to me.

"Hey, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect you to walk out." A boy who looked a couple years older than me stands above me with an extended hand.

I carefully take it, at a loss for words and he pulls me up easily, as if I weighed like a light feather.
I noticed he was holding my hand gently in his, like I'm but a fragile porcelain doll.

"I- it's totally fine." I brush invisible lint off of my clothes and pick my bag up off of the floor.

Mystery boy hands me a binder that must of fallen out of it, with a dimple smile.

"Don't go running into any more guys, okay Emilie?" He turns and runs a hand through his messy dirty blonde hair before continuing down the hall at a fast pace.

What about him?

Justice's cheerful voice rings through my brain.

"Oh him? He's perfect." I whisper as I keep staring while he walks into a class.

"Miss. Clarke? Is there a problem?" An old teacher with wrinkles in the corners of her mouth asks as she walks around to face me.
"Problem? No, there's no problem." Out of my trance, I look at her concerned look turned angry.
"Then I don't see any reason that you shouldn't be in class." I realize that she's Emerson, the assistant principal.

Hurriedly I rush to my next class and sit in my seat with Loraine, who looks like at me with a blank look and slowly rolls her head back and looks at the ceiling.

I hear our English teacher go on about his library club meeting and I can't help but smile.

I'm in a great mood and nothing can ruin it.

Looking down at my hand, I relive the moment in my mind.

I hear someone snapping their fingers and open my eyes to see Loraine and everyone else getting up to leave.

"Come on sleepyhead, class is over." Loraine says jokingly as I yawn and pull my backpack off the back of my chair.

"Okay spill, all day you were distracted, you kept smiling, and during lunch I saw you staring at that table with all the soccer players. Who is he?" Loraine asks me with the grin I know for a fact is on her face as we drive back from school.

"Fine, he ran into me in the hallway and he helped me up. He was super cute and I just caught a small crush on him." I say quickly knowing it's a sad story.

"Wow! So you aren't gay?" Loraine says with the hint of actual shock making me get mad at her.

"Yes I'm not gay!" I retort as she starts to laugh seeing she made me mad.
"Okay okay, I get it. So how does he look like?"

"He had this adorably messy dirty blonde hair, and bright blue eyes, oh my god I can stare into them all day."
"Awwww!"
"Lora come on, he's probably not into me."

It was ironic because at that same moment Ariana Grande's song 'Into You' came on.

"And a little more touch my body! Literally you with him!" Loraine shouts making my face turn red.

"Okay you got me!" I shout jokingly trying to hide my obvious shock and embarrassment.

"Ohhh!" Loraine is always the teasy/ rude kind of friend but I love her for it.

The rest of the drive is full of her trying to think who it could be and what grade he's in, at the same time trying to make me talk to him.

I agree that I will tomorrow morning and we leave the conversation at that when I drop her off at her house, driving back to mine in the meantime.

This chapter is pretty short because I'm not really in the mood right now, I had a terrible Christmas and I don't know what to think right now, here's the update, so I hope you like it.

-Milana