WHEN THE HALO FADES

He speaks

It was only just then that I realized how quiet the classroom was. Everyone was staring at the "new" guy. Girls most especially. I guess I wasn't the only one who thought he was hot.

I rolled my eyes all the way to the back of my head when I saw Violet adjusting her top to give a HD view of her cleavage. Like her boob's weren't already spilling out of her shirt.

Some girls subtly fixed their hair whilst others could hardly prevent their mouths from catching flies... Lol.

And all the while the dude had his eyes stonily fixed to the ground as he walked past them, heading straight for the seat right next to mine.

He soundlessly settled down and rummaged in his bag for his note without so much as a glance to his left or to his right.

Eventually he focused his gaze
on the board just as Mr Bright resumed his boring drone on the gas laws.

Which one of the laws is he talking about?

Not a clue.

Well that's what you get for sleeping in class dumbass...

I really don't see what that's got to do with anything. I'm sleep deprived okay.

You always are...

Not real-

I was so engrossed in my internal conversation that I didn't realize that Mr Bright had been talking to me until "hot guy" tapped me lightly on my arm.

I guess that's his name by default to me now.

"Yes, Mr Bright sir!" I practically shouted.

The man gave me a funny look and I heard a snigger- probably one of those good-for-nothing air-headed jerks who sat at the back of the classroom- I internally rolled my eyes.

Mr Bright looked like he wanted to say something but then thought better of it and shook his head slightly. Looking at me with a blank expression, he said "See me after class Miss Ganickens. I'd like to have a word with you"

That didn't sound so good. Scratch that. That sounded really BAD! Was I in trouble or something?

Well whatever. I really didn't care if I was in trouble or not. I was so done with that life of trying to live up to everyone's expectations. I was no longer Miss Perfect. I was the girl who slept in class, failed tests and dealt with a tonne of issues without letting it show.

You only live once. What's the point of rushing everything? What's the point of all these pointless competitions? Can't I just do what I want, when and how I want to? Why do I have to live by the dictates of people around me?

I felt a nudge on my right foot which pulled me once again out of my well of thoughts. I turned to look at the person seeking my attention and saw that cute face staring right back at me..."Hot guy"

Now this had to be remedied. I didn't know his name and I couldn't very well call him "hot guy" even if the default name suited him and all. So I did exactly what I'd been meaning to for a while.

"What's your name?" I asked him pointedly just as he was about to say something.

He seemed surprised by the question and looked like a fish for a split second as he opened and closed his mouth before he cleared his throat and replied quietly, "Tammy".

And so he speaks...

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It's been sooooooo long my sweets but you've got to forgive me. I've been really occupied with school and stuff. No time to write. I'm so sorry.