Letting Go Is Easier Said Than Done (An Original Story)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Time Skip... A Month Later...

  I'm officially over a month into my freshman year of high school and survived this pure hell... at least so far. Though unfortunately, as most girls do in high school, I've developed my first crush on a boy. When I say a boy, I mean a boy. Most male high school freshman aren't exactly brooding men in my eyes. Though by junior year, I hear they tend to be well developed for the most part. Anyways, let me tell you about this dreamboat guy who will probably become the death of me (The next paragraph will be solely dedicating to a description of Clark Hadford). 

   He's approximately 5'10 wears classes that remind me of Clark Kent (Superman) which is ironic because his name is Clark too, has dark brown eyes, caramel colored skin, an attractive buzzcut, and is on the skinnier side. He socializes with very few people and mainly keeps to himself. Does this remind you of anyone? If you guessed me then congratulations, you get an imaginary gold star. 

    Clark and I are in the same Spanish class and have the same lunch, though we sit in different cafeterias. Our school has two cafeterias by the way. He only spoke to me for the first time yesterday, but it was amazing nonetheless. At first I thought I was imaging it, though I realized it was real as he snapped his fingers in front of my face to get my out of my trance, which may or may not involved me daydreaming about us making out. Our first conversation was a simple exchange of pleasantries, but led to him asking me if I wanted to have lunch with him, which I gladly accepted. During those twenty minutes, I learned the basics about him and found myself drawn to him even more. 

  As I reflect on yesterday, I've realized that I need to get my hormones in check. Clark and I only just started talking YESTERDAY. I shouldn't be obsessing this much over him. I don't even have his number for crying out loud. Though I'm going to be honest, I did try searching for him on sites/apps such as Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat. I was unsuccessful. I guess he's not much of a social media person. While a small part of me admires that, the majority of me hates it. It makes my contact with him limited and harder to find certain things out. At least he has a cell phone though (which I saw him use in class yesterday), proves that he isn't completely living in the Stone Age. My final conclusion on this matter is I will simply work hard to get his attention. I believe that by doing exactly that, I will eventually get just that, his attention and maybe even his affection at some point down the line.