Imell.

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My hair...my face...what does it look like?....i can't fix it...i look at the tiled floor...5 steps away from him...The atmosphere changes and it's hot suddenly. ..so hot.
I look at him..and i can't move towards him..he seems so far away.
He swiftly walks towards me.
"Hey Imell",...unlike Taylor,he still remembers my name.
My palms are so sweaty...i feel like I'm literally dripping sweat.
"Hey...",I mumble.
"Long time...no see...",
"Well...you haven't been in school",
"So...you missed me?",He dares to ask.
I chuckle and walk to my locker open it and put all my books in there.
"No..i guess not..i barely know you",
"Oh...",
"You weren't around for the whole week..everything good?",I ask looking at him.
"So you did look for me...you missed me",
I swallow a gulp of saliva..."Don't get it twisted",I say shutting my locker.
I can't believe I'm talking about missing him with him...and here i am..acting all bitchy about it.
"You're hot...",He says
"What?",
He looks at me,"You're really hot",He says.. his hand coming up to my face...Oh God...what!!!!!He touches my hair."Look at you...you're really sweating..wanna go somewhere and cool off?",
I sigh a little disappointed and nod my head.He takes my hand and I'm glad there are not too many people on the hallway.
The few who are there look at us though...shook by what they were seeing...the fat girl...with the popular hot guy...holding hands...walking to...
"where are we going?",I ask looking around..and ooh...i know the path too well.
He doesn't answer me and we walk downstairs.My hand in his soft...but strong hand.
Then he opens the double doors.
The court.
Its silent...no one else is in there...just him and i...it's beautiful...
I stand awkwardly there while ge closes the doors.
"Wow...",I whisper.
"What?",He whispers back."Why are we even whispering?",He whisper asks.
"Our voices might be heard",I whisper.
He laughs loudly."No one's here...just me....",He takes my hand again"..and you",He says looking at my fingers.
I curl them...I hate it when someone looks at my fingers ...or hands...because..they are fat...and i bite my nails...so they look ugly.
"What?...you have cute chubby hands",If he hadn't said the cute part...I'd take it wrongly."I like them",He says smiling.
I flush.
"Why did you bring me here?",I ask walking to the centre of the hall away from him.
I hear his footsteps get close.
"I like coming here ...alone",He says and i turn around to face him.I don't know what to say.I'm so excited,that he's here and i feel a little bit...nauseous...
"You're still hot..",He says looking at me.I run my hand through my face and it comes out full of sweat.I rub it on my pants.
"Here...take this off",He tugs at my hood.
"No...",I stop him,He raises his eyebrow"It's not a good idea..",I say holding my hood tightly...I'm not wearing anything below but an ugly looking bra and i don't have a flat tummy so he wouldn't like what he'd  see next."I'm fine..",I assure him.
"Imell...you're really sweating",
"Nah...I'm used to it",
He shrugs...Oh he's so gorgeous.Well built....his hair...i just want my fingers wrapped inside his hair...those pink lips on mine...and his hands all over my body.
"There's a party_",
"I'll pass",I interrupt him."I'm not a party girl...especially one held by the school's golden boy",I look at his shocked face and that's when i realise i said the golden boy part out loud.
"Is that what they call me?",He laughs.I join in...
"No...I just_",
"It's okay",He holds my hand...Oh God..could he be into me? I laugh at the thought of it,so stupid.
But he's really into holding my cute chubby hands.That's enough i guess.
"So this party_",
His phone goes off,Stoping him from talking about the party.He picks it up but doesn't move away from me.
He even talks over the phone while still holding my hand...
"Okay...I'll be there...yeah..sure..",
Oh...he was leaving.He hangs up and squeezes my hand.
"You have to go..",I say for him.He nods his head.
"yeah..we'll catch up later..",he  says and starts walking away.
I nod my head and clasp my hand together,Looking at him go,hoping he'd look back at me,which he doesn't till he gets out of the room.
It's so silent...i can hear my heart beat.
So, he's gone and I'll probably not see him till next week.I think sadly to myself.
My life is so boring,now school was over,i just had to go home...and lock up myself in my little world...my room.