Strawberry Blonde

九

The lunch bell finally sounded commencing it's annual race for who's first in line for today's slop.

I casually strolled the wide hallway heading to my locker when I noticed a familiar red head attached to it, eyes glued to her phone.

I wanted to turn and run but before I could she already had me in her sights.

" Oh Hassan !"

I took a deep breath grabbing the straps of my backpack.
" Hello Charolette..."

She moved out the way as I started twisting my locker combination.

" So with Halloween creeping around the corner, word in the halls is you haven't even been looking for a date ?"

" That's because I don't want one." I said getting my lunch bag and closing the locker shut.

" Oh I get it, you're one of those guys that can't be tide down to one girl is that it ?" She asked.

" Incorrect."

" Oh...so you're gay ?" She said pausing in front of the cafeteria door.

I felt my body go into a panic mode as I clutched my lunch bags handle.
" Nope, I like girls one hundred percent !"

It's not like I was lying to her. I do love girls with all my heart it's just...there's some room to spare for guys there also. Like both have my full one hundred percent ! I'm a two hundred percent lover !

I opened the lunchroom door for her as the multiple noisy conversations got instantly louder.

" Hassan you're such a gentleman. But I'm curious, will this gentlemen be sitting at the popular kids table today ?" She asked cooing in front of me.

" Sure !"

Her face lit up with excitement.

" Tomorrow." I exclaimed.

Her smile faded into a straight line as she put her hands on her hip.
" Tomorrow is Saturday."

" Really ? Must of slipped my mind. How about Monday ?" I said slyly

"...Fine."

She looked over where Laurence and I sat yesterday then back to me.

" Just be careful around that guy Hassan. We wouldn't want that pretty face of yours getting hurt." She said caressing my cheek making me pull away softly.

She laughed and skipped away leaving me in the middle of the lunch room with my thoughts.

Just a few more months and I'll be rid of these people.

Laurence still wasn't at his table.

Must be running late ?

I looked at my empty table and back to his as another group of seniors claimed his spot.

Guess I'll be eating here then.

I looked at the clock as the hands seem to be at a stand still with still no sign of him.

Looks like its just me and my sandwich today.