There were very few things I hated about life. One of them was school. I hated school with a passion. I had really bad anxiety and I dealt badly with stress. However, there was one thing I liked about school. Harry. He sat next to me in both History and Algebra since our last names were close together.
Our teachers had recently developed a new study system after having an overwhelming amount of students getting bad grades. The school board said that they needed to do something before our school dropped to 101st best school in the country. We were pretty proud of our placing and the board would do anything to keep it there.
The system was called the 'buddy system.' It gave everyone in the school a study partner so that they could meet up and study together. Now most people, including my friends, got partners that they really didn't want, so they never took advantage of the buddy system. I in fact, would love to.
Harry and I were assigned to each other and I was afraid to ask him if he wanted to study together for our midterms. However, I didn't have to wait very long.
As our lesson in history progressed, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to the right to see Harry extending his arm out to me, holding a slip of paper.
I mouthed 'thank you' and took the paper from his hand which was warm and soft. I looked up at the teacher to make sure his eyes weren't on me, before opening up the note. It held a cell phone number. It had to be his. Why was he giving me his number?
I turned to him, confused, but his eyes were on the board, copying down the notes. Minutes later the lesson ended and we all packed up our bags.
Harry turned to me, smiling before he began to talk.
"We should study together for the midterms. I'm free all this week. That's my number so you can contact me."
My eyes slightly widened as I tried to contain my excitement.
"Umm...yeah. How's tonight work?" He nodded in response. We settled on me going to his house since his parents weren't going to be home.
"How's 6:00? We can order a pizza." I smiled, nodding. We said our goodbyes and made our way out of class going opposite directions.
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I pulled into his driveway, which had to be the longest driveway I'd ever seen. I was even more shocked when the car approached his house. It was stunning. It was probably the biggest house in town. The house was made of stone and there were pillars at the front door.
I made my way towards it and knocked on the intimidating double doors. It wasn't long before I heard foot steps approaching. The door was opened and an alarm system went off. . .
"Front door open."
"Hi." Harry was adorned in a sweater and black skinny jeans, looking cuter than usual.
"Hi, Harry." He smiled, gesturing for me to enter. I did so. The first thing I saw was a foyer with a couple couches and a coffee table to the right. To the left was another room which looked to have a grand piano. In front of us held a wide staircase and next to it was a stretched hallway leading towards more of the house. I noticed that the home had really high ceilings.
"The pizza just got here. I got some plain and pepperoni. It's out on the table in the kitchen. You can bring your bag."
We walked through the hallway, entering a huge kitchen with granite countertops, steal appliances and an island in the middle. Right outside the kitchen was a small table, enough to hold four people. On it was a pizza box and two plates.
We sat down across from each other and each took a slice of the pie. I bit into it trying to be as polite as possible. I was a pretty noisy eater but when it came to eating in front of people, especially a person as wonderful as Harry, I kept my mouth shut.
I couldn't keep my eyes off of him as he chewed. I never thought it was possible to be infatuated with the way a person moved their mouth.
"So," I said after swallowing another bite, "what do you want to study first?"
"Well." He paused for a second to finish his slice. "I left my books and notes upstairs in my room so do you mind if we share yours?"
My heart skipped a beat. Share? He wanted to share with me?
"Of course." I smiled. I bent over to take my notebooks out. As I came up, Harry was now seated next to me. My heart could not speed up anymore. He smiled, yet again flashing a toothy grin. The smile made its way to dimples on both sides of his mouth.
"We can study history first. That's my hardest subject." Same. To be honest I was never really good in school to begin with. All my grades were pretty low.
I opened up to the history notes page in my notebook and silently read them over. Harry inched closer so he could see better. I could barely concentrate with him next to me. He made my heart flutter. I could hear his breathing as I continued to read.
"I can't focus." He said snapping up turning towards me. I gave him a puzzled look and he continued. "It's hard to pay attention when you're here. You're so beautiful and I can't slow down my heartbeat when you're around me. I've been so nervous to ask you to study with me because I was afraid of rejection, but now that you're with me all I want to do is kiss you."
My eyes widened with his words and my mouth fell agape. He wanted to kiss me? I felt heat rise in my cheeks as I looked down, trying to contain my smile.
"Well it looks like the feeling is mutual." And those were the last words I said before his lips were on mine.
It was a quick kiss filled with unspoken words. I had never realized he had felt the same way that I felt for him. I guess that was a great thing about life. You discover something new everyday!
