FuR (Royce)

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I walked up to the school and sat down on the school steps, pulling my books out of my bag.

Turning some music on my phone, I got started on my homework from last night.

I then started to sing and rap along to Stan by Eminem as I finished the last bits of my Trig homework.

"Jacob? Honey?" Mrs. Hall asked, walking towards me with a coffee in her hand.

"Hey Mrs, how you doing?" I asked, standing up to give her a hug.

She's my favorite teacher at Edgewater High School. I usually don't talk or conversation with many of my teachers, but she's like my second mom. I tell her everything.

"About to drink this coffee. I'm tired, I don't understand how you can just be out here so early Jake." She said while laughing a bit.

"Eh, it's a habit." I shrugged off.

"By the way, you sing good. You could be a singer." She winked at me.

I blushed. I do sing in my free time, and rap, but I never thought I could make it anywhere with a passion like that.

"You listened to me?" I asked.

"Yeah. Your amazing! Good song choice by the way, that's my favorite." She grinned.

"Aw thanks Mrs. Hall." I smiled, putting my homework away.

"No problem. See you in class today." She said as she walked into the double doors of the school.

"See ya." I waved her off while choosing another song on my playlist.

I settled on some Dr. Dre and stared off into space, thinking.

And then Chresanto popped into my mind.

I smiled as I thought about how cute he was, how he constantly smiled and had a "wild" personality.

I guess you could say I had a crush on Mr. August himself.

But, what's interests me is I've never seen his eyes.

He always wore sunglasses over his eyes for some reason. But I could relate since I have Heterochromia, or two different eye colors.

I have one honey brown eye and a weird green hazel colored one, which always made me stand out. I thought it was ugly for a period of time, but I got used to it and never really wore sunglasses after that. Today I happened to though.

But I still want to know what he looks like without his glasses on. Either way, he'd still be gorgeous.

I then felt my black beanie be pulled off my head, and I turned around, interrupted by him himself.

Chresanto.

"H-hey?" I asked nervously. I stood up only for him to tower over me.

He smiled and brushed a curl out of my face.

"Why you here so early?" He asked while placing the hat back on my head.

I still can't believe he's talking to me, considering that I'm anti social.

"I'm always here." I said with an attempted straight face, but I eventually ended up smiling like an idiot.

"Oh, how come your sitting out here by yourself? Someone like you shouldn't be alone." Chresanto said while biting his lip.

My lip quivered a bit at his sudden reference. Oh my god, he's hitting on me! Yes! Finally!

"We'll, I only have two friends. I usually don't really talk much." I told him.

"We'll, let's make me number 3." He said while laughing at his corny joke. Even his laugh was hypnotic.

"I guess." I said while looking down.

He then lifted my head up with his hand and removed my sun glasses.

I quickly shut my eyes as I felt him stare at me questionably.

"Open your eyes beautiful." He laughed.

He called me beautiful?

"You sure?" I asked nervously. Still to this day, people don't talk to me much because of my odd eye colors. They call me creepy and such, and they always run away scared.

"Why not?" He asked while chuckling.

I opened the first one, my regular brown eye, and slowly opened the ugly green one.

He stood there silent while grinning softly.

"You were embarrassed about that? Your eyes are pretty." He said while looking straight into mine.

"Naw, I hate them. They always scare people away." I said while trying not to look directly at him.

Now my crush knows about my creepy eyes. How wonderful?

"Trust me, you have no idea." He said while changing his mood entirely. First he was all happy, now he's being secretive?