A Series of Hankering Events (ON HOLD)

Chapter 2

The Next Morning, Tuseday 

The same routine. I woke up with sleep still trying to take over my body and drag me back to bed. I knew I couldn't because any time soon mom would come in through those curtains if I so much as closed my eyes for a few more seconds. So I forced my body to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Back in my room I dressed into my uniform and attempted to look my very best. I usually don't and I'm not much of a make up kind of girl and yet I found myself adding some powder to my face. By 6:30 I was already on my way to school with a an open, mini box of corn flakes in one hand and a CapriSun in the other. I was battling with still still as I stuffed my mouth with cereal. I'm very picky on my juices also. Strictly Strawberry Kiwi was my flavor. When I got to school I met with my best friend up front. It's about time to put a name to this best friend of mine, right? Well not just yet. 

"Where have you been?" She asked me and I shrugged while disposing of the the empty juice pouch and the half empty box of cereal. 

"There was a boy." I told her. I told her everything because I could. She wasn't the kind to squeal which was wonderful since it would help me keep my cool. Rebel remember? 

The school was made of several buildings and each was of two stories high. The main stood at the front horizontally while another, horizontal as well, stood a considerable distance from the main building. A vertical building stood at the right end of the two horizontal buildings, leaving a square right at the center while another horizontal one was at the very back not too far, yet so alone and cast away for being short of a classroom unlike the rest. I felt like that building. Different and pushed to the back because of the same. My best friend, whom you will soon know the name of, made our way to the second floor of the main building since anybody was rare there during the morning. On the way up the stairs we had to walk past the couple who was always on the steps sucking each others faces. We get it! You love each other! But I knew better. It they lasted past high school I'd be surprised. So setting out backpacks down on the ground and sitting on a corner my best friend started asking questions. 

"So who is he?" She asked. 

"My musical soul mate." I hand't noticed my dreamy voice until my best friend snapped her fingers in front of my face.

"Earth to Liza. Who is he? A name?" She pressed and my brows farrowed. 

"You don't know his name? Why didn't you ask?" 

"I don't know, Jomy! We didn't have much time and we were talking... a lot." I got frustrated. What kind of idiot doesn't ask for a name? 

The bell would ring soon and Jomy had no time for more question and I was grateful for that. We gathered our things and stood up and when I saw beyond the cement wall that reached past my hips, I always thought it too be risky to get too close, I saw him. My body collapsed and I pressed my back against the the door of a classroom. 

"The hell?" Jomy looked down at me like I'd gone insane and with one finger I pointed towards where the front gate would be. 

"He is there!"

"Where?" She looked sideways and I peaked down at the gate only to see that he was no longer there. Maybe I had imagined it.

We walked down the stairs, and the facesuckers, to get to our respective classrooms when SLAM! I hit face to chest into someone and I ricochet as my my head bobbed backwards. "Ow..." I was going to apologize but all coherent words were stuck in my mouth. Mystery dude was standing in front of me and I nearly ran away. 

"You ok?" He asked and in my mind I just yelled at him to GET AWAY, GET AWAY, GET AWAY! 

"Yeah. Perfect." I answered.

He left and Jomy nudged me. "He is cute." her voice in the most teasing way she could manage. 

"What? No. Are you crazy?"

"You don't think he is cute?"

"Uhh no. I don't want to be mean or anything but he is not... very attractive."

"But you said..."

"That he is my musical soul mate and it warms my heart but I don't see him in an attractive way." I shuddered. He was ugly. Completely and utterly ugly, to me at least. What was Jomarys (Jomy) thinking? It didn't matter. I had to get to class and my science teacher just loves the tardy ones. I sat on my seat with only a minute to spare before the teacher looked me over, then at her watch as if expecting a minute after 7:30. I had a smug smile across my face. By the time  got to my second class I was itching for the end of the day. I wanted to get on that bus and talk to my musical soul mate. If took the bus that it. I mean I've never seen him, but then again I never paid much attention to who and who isn't in the bus. Last period. This was it. I was actually the first to dart out of that classroom but by the time I got to the bus it was already full and MD was nowhere in sight. M dude meaning Mystery Dude. I took my seat at the very end trying not to look disappointed. At the very last minute he came rushing in. Damn... 

When I got home after that, after seeing him talk to Mark so vigorously, I fell on my bed. Freshly bathed and all. I fell asleep to music like every night. Only this time I slept with a smile. A genuine one.