Altered

Altered~ My New Friend

The rest of the day wen't by in a blur. When lunch came around I sat at an empty table and began to write in my journal. It's not a diary but I always seem to have a great feeling after I put my words on paper but in the form of poetry. My journal is worn due to my constant use.

"Whatcha writing there?" said someone behind me. I turn to find a blond headed boy with his lunch tray in hand. He takes a seat across from me and begins to munch on his french fries covered in ketchup.

"Your new right? said he.

"Yea, and who are you?" I said beginning to feel very irritated. He has soft features and a tall structure. His green eyes are like emeralds; glittering from the lights above. Over all he was pretty cute.

"My name is Sam. Welcome to Jefferson Memorial, home of the retards." he says popping a fry into his mouth. The remark brought a smile onto my face. He sure wasn't wrong in English, well, pretty much all of my classes so far the students seemed to be dumbfounded on every concept.

"I'm Penelope." I said. Just then he walked through the Cafeteria doors. With his comical stride and his hair beginning to fall in his face. His muscles start to catch my attention. What's wrong with me? I've never thought about a guy like this before. Then, he turned his stare to me; those iridescent moonlight, knowing eyes are planted right on me. I couldn't help but stare back.

"Yoo Hoo!!! Earth to Penelope!! I know your new and all but you can't zone out on me now. Especially for Mr. Hottie over there." says Sam with a grin on his face. My face flushed from embarrassment and I turned my attention back to Sam.

"So what do you guys do for fun around here?" I said to past the time.

"Well if you like hanging around the courts doing  nothing but standing or you can hang around in and out the diner like me. It's my favorite place and the food is amazing!!" he sings acting like a queer straight off of the cast of Glee. " We can hang out there later if you want?" Ten minutes into lunch and already someone asks me to hang out;lucky me.

"Sure definitely sounds better than standing around the courts." I said. I turn to see if Moonlight eyes is still here. Sure enough he is; laughing with his friends he turns and catches me staring. I don't look away neither does he. I wonder what he's thinking about at the moment; if he's thinking the same thing about me.

"Hey, um, Sam?" I said.

"Yeah?" he says shuffing another fry into his mouth.

"Who's that over there?" pointing with my eyes.

"Him? Mr. Hottie? He's Hayden. He's not only popular but over all a great guy. I can see why your interested him." Sam says casually.

"I am not interested in him!" I lie.

"Um, yea you are. No one just stares all flirty at someone like that." he says.

"There's just something about him. The way he looks at me; the way he seems. It's different." I admit.

"Well he seems to be the same way as you." he stands. "I'll see you later meet me upfront after school." I wave goodbye and began to write in my journal. I know his name now; Hayden. Couldn't have been any better. I've finally put a name to the beautiful Moonlight eyes that are staring at me now. It brings a real smile to my face; one that hasn't happened since Billie.