Silence

Part two: clean pages

So you're still here. Are you prepared for my story? Because not even I was.

This average Tuesday began like every other average day. I woke up and did as little as possible to get ready. I didn't have to put effort into myself for school, because the truth of the matter was I didn't give a shit. School was just something I had to do. But I still did my best and hated every second of it. When I got to school I walked in and knew today was going to be especially boring. As I followed the same path I walked every day, feeling the rut I was creating with my feet, I saw someone that truly scared me.

It was her. The one person I loved with all of my heart. She wasn't intimidating. Hell she was anything but that. She was the embodiment of love for me. She was tall and lean. I rarely ever looked at her for her body though. She was my best friend. I saw her mind and it was beautiful. I could talk to her for hours and never get bored. She was graceful and amazing as she glided through life. She was just... wow.

She terrified me for all of these reasons and because I cant have her. That's the first fear that I ever let slip.

I continued down my path into a room I knew too well and watched her as she laughed and talked with her friends. She looked back and smiled at me and my heart melted. I continued to watch her although she would never know. These few minutes every morning that I spent watching her allowed me to learn something new. Like how when she laughed her eyes would crinkle and her cheeks would flush. Or how you could feel the energy in her eyes. When she looked at me I felt a jolt of energy rush down my spine. Her words slid across my skin and I was frozen. Entranced by her presence. I had no chance. Not because she was out of my league. Just because I couldn't bear anything changing the way she spoke to me.
The bell rang for homeroom and I watched her smile drop as she gathered her stuff and begin walking for the door. I gave her a quick jolt to the sides and her head shot back at me. Although she looked mad I knew she was stifling a giggle. I lived for the way she looked at me.
We went our separate ways and my boring day continued without the excitement of my greatest fear.

Her.