Remember Me

Chapter 3

I froze. I didn't know what to do. I turned around expecting to see one of my tormentors but it wasn't...I turned around only to see it was him who touched me. Mateo Chemings touched me. I though for sure he made some mistake. I mean tons of popular pretty girls at Lockman had blonde hair. I was shook from my thoughts when he looked at me and said

"Hey." I didn't know what to say. I was gawking at him wondering if he was even talking to me. He seemed to realize this. He laughed a deep true laugh and said

"Believe it or not I am talking to you, what's your name?"

"My-my name?" No one said my name anymore other than my teachers. And even then they only used it when taking attendance. Even my teachers looked down on me.

He was still watching me with a gorgeous smile on his face.

"Yes your name," judging by his tone he wasn't impatient with me and he sounded genuine.

"It's um.." It's sad that I have to think about what my name is. I finally remembered.

"It's Darla," I said almost in audibly. He heard me though I guess and he said.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I almost fainted when he said that. No body called me beautiful, everyone just called me horrible names that made me feel like shit. All I could think to say was

"I wish." I looked up at his face, and it almost looked like what I had said hurt him. Like it bothered him that I thought poorly of myself.

The 2 minute warning bell sounded. It looked like he had been thinking to because he seemed to be taken aback by the bell. He looked at me and said

"Listen. You are beautiful. Would you like to go to the café around the corner after school?"

I thought about his offer. My family wouldn't care. They probably wouldn't even notice anyway. If they did they could just call the phone they gave me before they found out about my depression. I realized that he must have felt bad for me. So I knew what I had to say to him.

"You don't have to do that. Waste your time with me. I'm sure you have a beautiful girlfriend. You seem like the popular type anyways so even if you don't you will soon...don't feel bad for me. I'm fi-,"

"You should never judge a book by its cover. I am popular but there's no girl in my life. But that's not the point. The is that I want to hang out with you. I don't feel bad for you. I want to talk to you, get to know your story."

I thought about his words. He sounded genuine. I finally said

"Ok fine."

He smiled a big broad smile and said

"Awesome. I'll see you there at 3:15."

"Ok" I began walking to my class and heard him call from behind me "You really are beautiful."