Chapter 1 | Daring Myself

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I clutched my books tighter against my chest as I dreamily sigh at the most perfect guy I've ever laid eyes on. With his perfect messy brown hair, his most daring beautiful blue eyes, his perfect pink plum lips, his perfect bad boy fashion sense. I watched as he perfectly strolled down the center of the halls, head phones plugged into his ears like nothing in the care in the world. I watched as all the other girls swoon over him, but he never noticed them. He never noticed anyone but his friends Zack and Evan. As on cue, both of his friends strolled on each side of him.

As they continue to walk together, I only had my eyes on one particular person. Blake. Eyeing him dreamily, it was like the whole world slowed down as I was watching Blake. I've always had a crush on him since the beginning of freshman year. I've only has eyes for him, because even though he's super anti-social I didn't care. I like to see the best in people.

Ever since I set my eyes on Blake, I've always been drawn towards him, I haven't had an idea why or how, that's just what it was from the beginning. My best friend Mia thinks I'm dumb for crushing on Blake, she thinks Evan is the most hottest one in the group. An as she said those ridicules words, we had a conversation about the boys, because I had to prove my point that Blake was the hottest one in the trio. The bell rang loud through the school halls as to start fifth period. An speak of the devil.

"Stop staring at Blake creeper!" Mia approach me, chuckling.

I avert my eyes off the perfect guy himself as I turned towards Mia glaring at her, "Shut up Mia before someone hears your loud mouth." I tell her as I slam my locker shut, holding my books as we started to walk towards class together, "And you can't say anything because I know you like to stare at Evan all day stalker!' I pointedly say, loud enough for people to hear.

Mia playfully glares back, "Shut up Angie."

I smirk, "See it's not very comforting saying that out loud now is it?"

Mia playfully pushes me as I giggle. As we reached to fifth period, English together we sat at our normal seats waiting for the "guys" to show up. All three of them are in are English class, sometimes I find it hard to concentrate when Blake and I are in the same room. But I've kinda worked it out, as for Mia, she's always making sure she looks perfect before they enter the class.

"Do my hair look perfect Angie?" Mia turned towards me, eyes wide like she was on the verge of panicking.

See what I mean?

I rolled my eyes at her, "Your hair is amazing Mia, you're fine." I tell her, staring at her perfectly long golden blond hair.

Mia gives me a reassuring nod, as the teacher rolled in the tardy bell ranged high and low all around.

"Good Morning Class." the teacher greeted to everyone.

I smile really big, "Good Morning Mr. Hill!" I greeted out loud as everyone laughed at me. I just smiled and waved at everyone ignoring their laughters.

The teacher smiled at me, "Well good morning to you Angie." I gave him a smile back as he turned around to start teaching the class. Only I was waiting for the "guys" to walk through the doors, because they are always late for class. Turning to Mia, I notice she was watching the door eagerly also.

"Everyone take out your books to pag-" the door opened, interrupting the teacher's speech. All three guys walked in as causal. One after the other walked into the class ignoring all stares as they walked to the very back of the class.

"Mr. Beckett, Mr. Miller, and Mr. Jones you are late for class." the teacher announced angrily towards the boys who just walked into the room.

Everyone turned to watch their reactions.

Blake looked like he didn't care, so he just plugged in his ear buds into his ears as for Zack and Evan they were chuckling.

"Yes we are late, thank you for announcing that fact that everyone already knows Matthew." Evan responds back, as the whole class snickers at his reply.

Mr. Hill looked on the verge of killing because he hates it when Evan calls him by his first name. "What I'm trying to say to you guys is, why are you late." the teacher says more calmly.

Zack spoke up, "We were rescuing a little cat from up a tree." he says, sarcastically. Everyone erupted in an echo of snickers. The teacher face-palm himself walking back to the front of the room, he probably got too tired of their remarks.

The teacher began teaching again as everyone avert their eyes away from the boy,s up to the teacher. I continue to stare at Blake as he scrolled through his phone. I watched as his hair fell into a messy way, as he was looking downwards at his phone. How could someone look so perfect. Blake suddenly looks up as his blue ocean eyes met mine. I panic as I turned around towards the front of the room, my cheeks started to warm up. I was blushing oh god.

Every time he would look my way I would get so nervous and panic, or hide away from him. I know for a girl like me, you wouldn't think I'd have a crush on the bad boy. Especially when mostly everyone in this school calls me "Annoying Angie" but I think it in a positive way, don't ask why or how, I just do. My mother always taught me to be nice to everyone around me, and try my best to be myself.

I just wish I could get him to notice me, but of course that's probably impossible, because their are probably more girls out there that has a better chance, and no I'm not talking about their looks. Just maybe their is a girl he has eyes on already, or many more for that matter.

If I get him to notice me, dressing up wouldn't work because you have Tiffany already trying to do that. If you want to know who she is, let's just say she's the best attention whore. What?Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. But I think she's like battling with her own demons. She trying to get attention because just maybe it's her way to cope. So I'm still really nice towards her and everyone else. I don't fight my battles, I solve them.

I sigh, how can I draw attention to myself but not in Tiffany way? The whole English lesson I think about what I should do to get him to notice me before my senior year is completely over. As the bell rang signaling class was over. I light bulb flows over my head, as I got an idea on how.

I've never been so daring to this, but I must push myself to do so, trying something new is never so bad. Or maybe it could be. 



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