Sandra Baker here reporting for duty. More specifically as a stalker who loves to watch a specific teenage boy go throughout his day.
If only my parents weren't police officers or Army sergeants. Maybe then I would actually have the guts to be able to walk up to him and have a real conversation. But alas I was not gifted with such luck.
Instead I watched as Ryder Green strutted through school without a care in the world. He wasn't a bad boy but he wasn't good either.
He was in all his clases but never did work. He talked to girls but never really seemed to connect with any, thank goodness for that.
His pitch black curly hair and deep blue eyes were to die for attributes and I couldn't help my daily stares
Tall. Handsome. Eg-
"Are you going to keep staring at me or actually say something?"
I freeze and feel my internal little Spongebobs start freaking out.
Ryder Green was talking to me....
Oh my gosh RYDER GREEN WAS TALKING TO ME!
And the only clever thing that came to my head was,
"You have beautiful eyes".
Oh god someone kill me now. Thankfully school ended so no one heard my embarrassing comment other then Ryder.
He chuckles and I feel my cheeks burn.
"And you are just plain beautiful"
I look at the floor once he says this only to be shocked by him pulling my head up to meet his now steely gaze. "You are fucking beautiful Sandra Baker. And whether you see it or not I'm going to keep telling you it everyday till you start to believe it and see what I see"
I bite my lip in embarrassment but also barely contained excitement.
Ryder Green thinks I'm beautiful.
"My parents have eyes and ears everywhere and they will not be happy to hear I'm talking to a boy" I tell him truthfully.
He scoffs.
"You don't think mine are the same? I'm the baby of the family so the day I take someone home is the day I'm most likely going to be neutered. Looks like we'll both have to show our parents that true love really does exist"
I almost pass out.
"True love?"
He looks at me as if I missed an important but obvious factor.
"Sandra. Your the only girl I've truly talked to and I feel crazy for ever trying to get myself to ignore those sparks. I'm in love with you already Sandra Baker and there's nothing you or anyone else can do about it"
My mind has a numerous amount of thoughts running crazy and only one seems to stick out like a sore thumb.
Dare I say it I was in love with Ryder Green as much as he was in love with me.
Smiling up at him I reach out and grab his hand fully welcoming the oncoming sparks.
"Let's go face the music lover boy, you and me"
"Forever" is my answer
