Be A Fool For You

3

I couldn't sleep all night, the thought of never being able to feel my grandmothers bracelet on my arm was giving me this anxious feeling I've never had before. It was as if I was missing something that was a part of me.

I mean, Nazanin Slau minus her bracelet? It was like Brad Pritt without Angelina Jolie and that was not okay, mixed with my anticipating build of anxiety and grandmas death still fresh, What was I to do?

All I could think about was what the hell would a guy want with my bracelet- no scratch that , a broken bracelet.

While sitting on my bed, the same knock as every morning arrived in front of my door. I just hope this day will be less more..how can I say, fucking crazy, as yesterday.

I arrived at school and parked in my normal space. I was sick of having to find parking every time and with the small tight space we call a parking lot, I decided to start booking my space. It makes my life somewhat easier and my teachers happier that I'm not late to first period every time.

Something was different about Marie, her facial expression. It was getting even more worrying overtime as one foot stepped in front of the other. Marie was the type of girl who doesn't sweat on the negative, so when she looked worried, it meant shit was serious. I braced myself as I got closer.

"Hey Marie, what's wrong?" I asked whilst eating the last of my chips I got from McDonalds's. I never was a healthy breakfast type of girl. But you would never guess from one look. You could say I resembled a Victoria secrets upper half, however from the waist down it was more plus size. Not that I or anyone else for that matter was complaining.

"You will never guess what was left on top of your locker"

"What was it, my glass slipper?" I was trying to be humorous, for both of our sakes. It didn't work. Marie's face was still the same eyes wide expression. She didn't speak and I was getting impatient.

"Come on Marie, spit it out"

She opened her grip and there it was. I was stunned, confused, what the fuck?

"Wait, that's my bracelet" I grabbed it and began to examine it. It had the same scratches, the same parts of it turning black, the engraving was the exact same. This is my bracelet I thought I had broke and the creep had took and ran of with.

"That guy..he did say it was fixable"

"Yeah but why would he go through that trouble, I don't even know who he is"

"Whatever Naz, maybe he wants you to find out who he is..who doesn't love a mysterious admirer?"

"No Marie, it might just mean he knows how to fix bracelets, how am I meant to thank him if I don't know him?"

She shrugs, "Maybe he doesn't want anything"

The creases on my forehead began causing me a headache. So not what I needed, especially before a class of Phycology.

We started making our way down to first period, and walked to the back where our regular seats were. Every class is the same - front seats are for slackers who are on the schools 'crime watch', middle seats are for the hands up to every question students and the back are us, A, A* students who don't need attention and don't attract it either.

"Okay kids settle down, i have some news"

The whole class started ooing as Mr Wicks begins to announce whatever shitty news he has. Maybe something that can divert my thoughts from the whole freaky occurrence that just happened.

"We have a new student coming in soon, and I want you to make sure he is welcomed with all of you're beautiful smiles"

"Is he hot?" everyone starts laughing at Marie's question, that most likely every girl in this class was also thinking. The laughter stops when the new student walks in.

I couldn't help but smile when I realised who it was. It took me a hot second to recognise him, seeing as though I had only been in sight of his face for at least no more than 3 minutes. 

All of a sudden I hear a chair screeching and suddenly a large figure sit in the empty chair on my left. 

"Well, well, well, look what we have here" 

Ooo, another mystery guy...stay tuned for the next chapter to find out who this hunk is! 

Hugs and kisses x

- TAS