My Real Life Fairytale

Chapter 2: First Sights

Again and again, all I could replay was his image. "SO, what do you think?" Rave said excitedly as she was giggling from the thrill. "He looks nice, pretty cute.." while despite my somehow now calm demeanor I knew I thought he was far beyond just cute and nice. That's when Shannon and Xae came in and we ceased conversation. Several days after, I claimed to Rave I would find out more about him and that's exactly what I intended to do. For her sanity and my own. Once I knew more about him, I was sure I wouldn't like him so much because it was always the personality that was a major turnoff. Every which way I turned was like a deathtrap awaiting me as I kept an eye out during class. Turns out he was in my cohort. Kevin. I already felt beyond helpless. My grades were already being threatened and it hadn't even been a full month in this school. It was beyond my own comprehension to see how this could possibly already be happening. I was closest to him during art with Mr. Montvolvo where he sat at an all boys table right next to my own. Xae and I were also in the same cohort and had begun spending more time together leading to us sitting together in every class we could. I looked over at his table occasionally, wherever he was. Sometimes, I listened in on their conversations hearing the loud chatter of the rest of the boys as he sat there quietly only occasionally speaking. He seemed so different and unique in comparison to them. He was breathtaking even to glimpse at with fear that he might catch me staring. Once again. I convinced myself that my feelings were clouding my judgement. He wasn't really all that I was looking at him to be. It was if he put a veil upon my eyes which made me see him in a bright light. I felt my vision both clouded and clear. Still confused on how to approach him, it was several weeks before I was able to speak to him and it wasn't at my own appeal either. Last period of everyday, double period history with Stip. Stip was changing his seat because he was talking too much with his friend, also Kevin. Stip referred to them as Kevin squared. Ridiculous, was my first thought that it was really necessary to move him but, maybe that was just me.. Stip decided on moving my targeted objective and I was both scared but, trying my best to be prepared for wherever he would move to. Right next to Valerie in that corner table with Adi. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Maybe short breaths would work better. Maybe, if I didn't speak, he would first. "Hey, did you get the definition for mercantilism?"was my first stutters towards him as I nearly choked up feeling my ears and cheeks hot as I pointed at my paper to draw attention away from my face and ears. "Here you go." He slid his binder towards me as I copied down the definition. "You're so stupid neko." Adi said blatantly to me. Both Adi and Kevin were beyond intelligent in history and I was never good at it. He stuck up for me and said "she is not." It was often at the end of the period that I'd see him and Adi exchanging laughs while they stared at their phones. One day, I plucked up some courage and asked them what they were always watching. "Memes. They're not appropriate for you." Feeling left out, I pouted and exclaimed I had seen worse though I hadn't really seen many memes in my time. It was a slight bit startling to see Adi present to me a screen with the mouse from Tom and Jerry, his face squished together twisted in something of pleasure as it read "when someone mentions all the kids whom had died and been burned to death in the Holocaust." I wasn't surprised but, slightly disturbed. From there, Kevin began showing me memes as well and we had a good time laughing over them though I wasn't laughing as much over the memes as his charming demeanor. He giggled so prettily and since that day, he would sneakily pull out his phone during class and relay many different types of memes to me. I lived very close to the school and eventually, one day we had exchanged snapchat usernames. That day, I had wanted to immediately text him upon reaching home. I felt I had not yet known enough about him and his personality but, at fear of appearing desperate, I didn't text him. 4:00. Should I text him yet, or not? Still too soon probably. 5:00, I didn't want to as of yet but, I gave in. From that night forward, we texted every night. He sent me various memes of all different kinds and I was very much so interested by all of them. More by him. I slowly began to learn more about him. His favorite color. Youtubers he watched. Shoe brands he liked. Classes he liked. Each thing I had learned per night, I would go to Rave and relay some of it to her. Scrolling through too many texts in an attempt to show her all the things he had said that he liked, she said "wow, you guys text a lot." That is when it dawned that now I did know more about him and despite it all, I kept texting him. Why? I expected all my feelings to be gone by now but, they weren't. Was I just supposed to accept that I had some sort of feeling for him? What was I to tell Rave? That night I didn't text him, I sent out streaks and he replied casually "what's up." Nothing was what I said but, I knew it was the opposite. What should I have said? Nothing.