Sydney's POV
I'm standing with a group of friends, bouncing to the music on graduation night. My eyes watch as he works his way around the outer edge of the cafeteria. He meets my gaze for a quick second, his bluish, greenish, silverish eyes giving me a little chill down my spine. Turning red, but trying too hard not to make it weird, I give a little smile and wave before turning back to my group of friends. It's my last night at Lakeside, and I'll see him in high school, but I want to talk to him.
High school, I tell myself. When we're more mature. Ha!
I don't notice how when I turn my back, those silvery, gray-blue eyes stay on me.
John's POV
I work my way around the edge of the cafeteria, trying to get to the food. I do a quick scan of the room, and brown eyes meet mine. I find myself unable to tear away from those eyes, and barely notice the kind smile underneath them, and the dorky little wave she gives me. Then, before I can wave back, she's already turned back to her friends and dancing.
As I continue on my way to the food table, I try to get her off my mind, but my eyes keep flickering back to hers. She keeps shooting me little glances, like she wants me to talk to her, but I can't. I tell myself to wait until high school... she can't possibly be interested in a relationship with me right now. Or with ANY guy for that matter...
The only thing that keeps my eyes from going back to her is the smell of chocolate. I load my plate up with it and start to head to one of the little tables set up. As I do though, I keep watching her dancing in that navy blue dress that matches her hair so nicely. God, she's gorgeous. Why can't I just work up the courage to talk to her?
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Johnney Fanfiction/Romance
Romance*I don't own these people. They are real people, with real lives, and real stories. This is just a... reimagining of they're lives. Some names have been changed for anonymity purposes. This is a fanfiction I'm writing for one of my good friends . T...
