DEJAVU

Chapter Two

  I take off my shirt slowly as cold air hits my exposing skin, sending shivers down my spine. I take out a striped shirt and slither into it playfully. I start grabing my books from the small desks, as well as taking my phone, and shoving them into my backpack. I slam the backpack on to my body and I rush outside. I can't wait for school. It's hot outside, but I'll walk anyways. It's only a few blocks away.
When I get there, Michael is waiting at the entrance for someone; maybe me! Though, I quietly start to walk by him so I won't risk being too awkward. I suddenly feel a hand grab hold of my own that I left hanging. I turn and look up at him, where we make eye contact. I feel a rush of warmth and excitement and then he let's go. I quickly break eye contact and start running through the halls to get to a bathroom while screaming with joy, as my heart beats heavily. I get washed up as the bell rings throughout the school. I start making my way to my first period, History.
  I quietly sat down in the back of the class, afraid to get near people. This spot was also where the teacher can't see you, so I take out my headphones and connect them to my phone; I listen to music while I wait for class to start, but as I do so I close my eyes as I remember the words of the song. I feel a soft gush of wind blow past me, and so I open my eyes to examine my terrain. Michael sits down next to me as my face flushes once more. I try to not look phased, until he passes me a note on a small price of green notebook paper. I read the words in my head softly, meet me in the locker room during PE. I give him a small glance and see that he's fidgeting. I gently put my hand on his arm without noticing. I only did realize it when he intertwined his hand with my own. I could feel ever hotter and a bit lightheaded. When my teacher came in he let go. I couldn't focus on history, so I listened to music the entire time.
  I hear the bell ring as Michael gets up. I grab all my belongings and the the note and put it into my backpack, before leaving the class to head to PE.
  I decide to wait until everyone was done changing did I enter myself. I love how silent it is and calm. As soon as the last person leaves, I rush in. I was about to get dressed, but Michael then walked in. Frightened about being too awkward for him, I tried to hide, but he gently held onto my hand so I couldn't leave. He then proceeded to push me gently against a locker. Usually I'd be crying if this happened to me, but this time, I was blushing uncontrollably. He leaned in and whispered softly into my ear, "I love you, Sam..." Before I could react, I feel a warm mix of happiness and excitement as he presses his lips against mine; I close my eyes and wrap my arms into a hug as I passionately started returning his form of love back. I feel him wrapping one arm around my waist and the other to rub the back of my head. I don't want this feeling to end. He slowly pulls away from my lips and to my neck, and I feel a tingly sensation as his warm breathing lands on my neck. He then lifts his head up to eye contact with me, and we stare at each other for a while before someone walks in looking for him. As he leaves, he places a small piece of paper near me, holding his number. I put the paper into my pocket as I finish changing.
  I hate PE. I usually just hide in the locker room the entire time, but this time I feel so giddy that I actually decide to watch the others, especially my sweet Michael who just kissed me! He's so quick...goddamn..., I think to myself as I watch him play. I was about to go into the locker room when suddenly I swear that I saw him wink at me! I can tell my face is flushed again.
  After PE, everything else of the day seemed normal to me, other than Michael being closer than ever.
  I decide to go to get coffee once school ended; I needed to get a small pick-me-up.