Doubts and Desires

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(Point of view of Alex) Why me, why did I have to be the new girl? Life is so conspicuous, everything starts falling apart. I'm afraid to be threatened and tormented. I'm already thinking about James, and his beautifully created face. I love it when he talks to me. I can see that he  feels the words that comes out of his pink chapped lips. His hair, as it is caressed by his hand. If only I could caress it with a kiss too.

Meanwhile everything would be plain without him. Already starting school and already getting dreamy about him. Now I patiently wait for a time where everything is normal. Why can't I speak my mind out. I always feel trapped in a box. A box that can't resist to let me go. But, I want to see what life brings in.

James sat with me at lunch. He's the kind of guy who is cool and famous, but can be caring to a shy wreck like me. He asked me about my moving here. He said he liked how my one dimple sunk down on my cheek. He also liked how I would pull back my hair behind my ear, and gently smile. That moment I could realize that I could tell him so many wonderful things, but chose not to.  

If only he had not left for his friends, and because lunch was almost over. But he said that he would see me around, and he would sit next to me at lunch. The whole day I was thinking of him. A handsome baseball player with great hair and a wonderful smile. I just can't wait for lunch tomorrow. I hope I can talk my heart out, even if I knew him for only a day or two.



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