No Love Allowed

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Idiot

                “Copy the notes from the board. Notebook check is next Tuesday.” My history teacher told us. I looked at the time once more, seeing how much I had left to copy. It was 3:10pm. This meant only ten more minutes to go. I groaned and picked up my pen to start.

                I groaned because I want more time. Don’t get me wrong, I dislike school, but I also don’t like going home. Ha, I said home. I meant house. What’s the difference? A home is where you want to be, you look forward to going there. You are always welcomed and you never want to leave.

                A house is where you sleep, eat and argue. You walk in there for basic needs and leave afterwards. You always avoid going there and when you are there, you just want to leave all the more. There’s no love. There’s no happiness. Everything you do there is because you have to. It’s not because you want to. You never wan—

                “Hey, the bell rung like five minutes ago.”

                I looked over to where the voice came from, to see who interrupted my thoughts. It was Jason, a guy I met earlier in the school year. We sit at the same group.

                “Uhh, thanks, Jason.” I mumbled, slightly embarrassed.

                “Anytime, Charles.” He responded, smiling.

                I found the situation quite awkward and started to gather my things. I looked up to say goodbye but he wasn’t there. I thought about it for a moment but ignored it as I was walking out the door, nodding my good bye to the teacher.

                “I figured you might have wanted someone to walk with.”

                “Holy shit!” I said out of shock, trying to catch my breath. “What the hell? You trying to give me a heart attack?!?”

                Jason just was looking at me, amusement in his eyes. “I was waiting for you.”

                “Why couldn’t you wait in the class?”

                “You were taking too long, so I went to the bathroom.

                “I only took about two minutes.” I said with a straight face.

                “Yeah, I just had to get rid of a little problem.” He said, looking upwards.

Like the idiot I am, I looked upwards in the direction he was looking and found nothing. “What are you looking at?”

                He didn’t answer, just kept looking. After a while, he started to walk and once again, like the idiot I am… I followed.

                I squinted my eyes out of confusion and chose to ignore his actions again. He was wierding me out minute by minute. On our way out the school, I stole a look at him and took in his appearance. He sported some Jordans with black pants and a white polo. His coffee brown hair was going with the flow of the wind with its length waving at the end. His lip ring caught my eye and I started to kind of stare at it, amazed.

                With the position we were in, the sunlight seemed to bounce off of it and right into his emerald colored eyes. They were pretty… I didn’t know he was looking at me until he said something. I should have figured it out because you can’t fully see someone’s eyes from the side. I felt like an idiot.