Destined

Chapter 1

"You're late, again, Aryana." Forcing my eyes to stay open, i shot a glimpse around the classroom to find my best friend, Melissa beckoning me to the seat next to her. I really wasnt in the mood for anything, since i'd only had about.. Two hours sleep i guess. I had spent too much time watching football. I was too much of a football fan, even the boys would judge me. Sighing, i limped to my desk, sat down and lay my face on the desk. Melissa gently nudged me. "Oi, the woman is staring at you." She whispered. Immediately, i shot up. Our teacher was looking at me in the bitchiest manner. "Detention, today, 4:30. See you there" She spat, dirtily, and walked out.

As everyone exited the form room, i plugged my earphones to my phone and inserted them into my ears. I walked out of the door and followed the crowd.

Suddenly, i felt a hand rest on my shoulder. I span around to find my crush, Marc, right in front of me. I straightened myself and forced a smile. "Hey... Our class has a free period next. Do you wanna hang out?" He grinned. I could feel myself melting. Literally. This was my only chance. "Oh yeah, sure. Y-yeah. Yeah." I stuttered. Damn Aryana get hold of yourself. "So, i'll see you in class." As usual, i was lost for words. So i just dreamily watched him turn his back to me and walk off.

Heading back to class, i met Melissa on the way. "Marc asked me to hang out with him" I jumped, clapping like a seal. Melissa snorted "Yeah, like all you're going to do is play football for a whole hour. Please." On that thought, i strolled to my locker and took out my sports clothes and stuffed them into my bag.

I wonder how it feels to hang out with Marc, since i had never gathered enough courage to go and speak to him throughout 8 months of crushing.

He turned around to face me on the desk "So.. What teams do you support?" He asked me after 5 minutes of awkward questioning. "Brazil and Barcelona i guess." I replied. I had realised that Marc was just a usual hot looking, popular guy, and that we didn't have much in common. I could never stand a chance. I mean, he liked football but hardly ever played it. Seriously, what have I been doing all these months?