underappreciated me (patrick stump fanfic)

my mind says alot more than i think.

Patricks p.o.v

i know you shouldn't watch people sleep because its weird and stalkerish, but somehow i found myself watching Zara Blantley sleeping in the back of Maths class.

i know weird place to watch her.

but i seemed more interested in her than what the teacher has to say, i mean I've been in school i know all the shenanigans. I understand it completely but i never used it anywhere in life so, what's the use?

"Miss Blantley, am i boring you?" the nagging Maths teacher announced all over the class room, it instantly made everyone in the class turn in their seat and look at Zara, like i was. She was snoring softly and making cute little faces as if shes having a dream about teddy bears.

but that was all ruined when that teacher decided to wake her up.

some people just want to watch the world burn.

"huh?..um oh sorry,sir." she coughed groggily collecting her maths sheet and piling them in a neat order and not making them look like a pillow that she could rest on.

"miss Blantley your on a warning, the next time you snooze in my classroom your going to be snoozing in detention."

Zara shook her head tiredly and sat up. When the teacher turned her back Zara started to Yawn again, i understand her i mean i really wanna sleep now.

"hey umm can i get the history notes off you?" Some girl asked infront of me, she twirled her hair between her fingers and tilted her head were you can see faded and countless amount of hickeys on her neck.

does she find that attractive.

"emm why would you need them? We're in maths class." i stated, eyeing her up and down a little a frown fixated on my face whilst i examined her.

one of the plastics.. I see

"oh right, totes Forgot about that hah!" she laughed quietly,wow she is dumb. "so..are you free this Saturday?" she continues. she bats her eyelashes and smiles were you clearly her chewing gum.

now why would i date you?

quickly make an excuse.."uhh Can't sorry, i have some errands to run. But i think some-else is free, you can ask them."...wow look who's the dumb one now.

oh hush up you.

she frowns at me like she has no clue what im saying,she then starts playing what i said in her head. is she serious? she then giggles, Then nods. But all soon fades when she says, "why?"

didn't i just say i had errands?! "Errands."

"so thats why your not free saturday?" she asks again, i really would like to give her brain, i mean if she did have a brain she may have a chance. But gosh were you dropped on your head when you were baby?

"yes!" i say quite loudly, but no one really cares except Zara shoots a glance over my way and she see's me clapping for the girl infront of me, well im clapping for her because she finally figured out the situation she's in. Zara stiffles a laugh trying to hide it in the sleeve of her hoody.

"oh cool, right then." she nods slowly but looks confused again and furrows her eyebrows.

"oh your confused again," i sigh. She turns her head and kinda ducts in as if she's whispering something, i lean in a bit.

"are you gay?" she whispers look kind of sincere and worried, i mean im not gay but i have nothing against them.

"No." i reply bluntly, i sit back in my chair. wow i never thought someone would ever ask me that question,but im not so.