Confusion. // Jyrus

Chapter 1

Andi came running over and grabbed my hand. Feeling her feather soft hand touch mine made my heart flutter. I felt my cheeks burn as I looked down at our interlocked hands and I felt my body fill with happiness when I saw her smile. My eyes wandered and focused on Cyrus. He was staring at our hands and biting his lip. Seeing his face like that hurt. I racked my brain trying to think of something to get him to smile. His smile was so pure and whenever I see it I forget everything else.

"Hey, Cyrus, how's your Hebrew coming along?" I asked.

His head perked up and he looked shocked that I'd mentioned it. After a moment of disbelief, he smiled and said, "It's great."

"You're learning Hebrew?" Andi asked.

Cyrus looked at her and said "Yeah," very coldly. "It's for his Bar Mitzvah," I told her.

"Oh right," Andi responded, then continued on chatting with her famous Good Hair Crew.

I couldn't stop staring at Cyrus and admiring everything he did. When he smiled, I smiled. When he said something funny, I laughed. I felt disgusting for looking at him instead of Andi. I kept looking over at her and trying to focus on her instead of Cyrus, but my eyes kept looking back over to him. I cursed at myself, wondering what might be wrong with me.

It stuck with me all day. As I wandered throughout the school he was in the back of my mind. His smile. His laugh. The thought of why I was so obsessed with him. I had always answered this question with saying it was because he is my friend. Because he is so amazing and deserves all of my attention. But now that I am with Andi, my attention should be focused on her. And he isn't on anyone else's mind. I am the only one who thinks that he's cool, and forgets that he's hopeless. But, maybe they just hadn't seen the Cyrus I had. Or, maybe I hadn't seen the Cyrus they had.

Wait a minute.