"Fear is red.
It sounds like your heartbeat pounding in your ears.
It feels like clammy hands.
It tastes like desert sand.
And it smells like your sweat trailing down your neck" the young short-haired student said, her darker skinned, tall girlfriend clapping as she read her poem aloud to the class. It was a nice warm day and Mr. Montclaire's english class was doing their poetry unit and Rose was the one to go first. John, Rose and Kanaya's close friend was to go next, then Jade, Dave, and so on so forth.
"Very nice Rosalynn, john its your turn to read your own poem," he pauses for a bit "unless you dont have one? Oh but that would be wrong considering you had the entire class yesterday to write one. But then again, you didnt focus much on your poem and you focused instead on mr. Strider" Rose cant help but feel bad for john, Mr. Montclaire never exactly fancied him.. Or anyone else, really. John gets up and, with an attitude that surprises everybody, asks if he may read his poem in Japanese because thats what he wrote it in and he didnt want the original value to be taken away. Mr. Montclaire says no and john huffs, heading to the front of the classroom. John had always been known as the sassy gay kid and he was proud of that. "Alright but.. You seriously ARE taking away sone of the value by making me read it in English. It isnt as fluid as the Japanese." Mr. Montclaire frowns as if to say get on with it and john begins to read "how does one compare you to a summer day when you are far greater?
How can one call you a god when you are more powerful?
How can one go on comparing you to Zachary Quinto when you are so much more handsome?
Though you will never notice me, my love, not a day goes by where i am not yours"
After hes done reading he sits down and everyone is speechless, including Mr. Montclaire and one Dave Strider, coolkid extraordinaire. Rose knows exactly who it was about with out john telling her, not that she would ever tell anyone else. Dave turns around and begins talking to John.
"Dude, you didnt tell me you had a crush! Whos the lucky guy?" Dave asks to which John blushes the tiniest bit and replies "it doesnt really matter, he wont ever notie me that way any ways.."
Dave rolls his eyes then asks "can i at least guess?" John sighs and says sure and dave replies "can i atleast get hints" John sighs again and says theyre in 10B. Dave goes through pretty much the entire list by passing notes since another kid started reading a poem before realizing that it was him the poem was about. The next note he passes only reads 'john u lil shithead... Meet me after school. Basketball courts. And dont you DARE stand me up.' John smiles and tucks the note in his pocket. Thank god for english class poetry. After achool Jade walks john to his locker all the while babbling something about furries. After they get to Johns locker Jade runs off to find Nepeta, her 'bellydancing Furry buddy' and john grabs his stuff, heading to the basketball courts soon after.
"Dave? You said to meet you out here and im here so--" John gets cut off by a pair of rough yet soft lips meeting his own. Judging by the set of aviators reflecting his own eyes back at him its dave. John really really thanks god for english class poetry now.
