North of perfect

I thought you were diffrent

I plopped down on the bus next to my friend Sam just like every year since 7th grade.

The rest of the day was a normal first day. We learned the rules of class and who was in our class, I had at least two of my friends in every class and had 3 classes with Jesse.

"How was your day Hanna?" Sam asked

"Ehhh, regular. How was yours?"

"Good. I met a girl."

"Ooooooo who's the lucky girl?" I asked, nudging him with my elbow and smiling at him

"Well she's in English with us and her names Alicia." he said, dulling his head bash fully.

"Alicia? Oh I know her! She's really nice and cool. I can introduce you if you want."

"Really! You would do that!" I nodded "You are the best friend ever!" he gave me a huge hug.

"I've got to go. See you tomarrow? I'll save you a seat." Sam said as he stood up to get off.

"Yeah, we'll talk about your love life then." I said with a smirk. He smiled and waved as he got off.

I had a while till I got off so took out my iPod and plugged in my big headphones. They had really cushiony ear pads and were black with wavy patterns.

I was listening to the song Defying Gravity from the musical Wicked which I wanted to see, looking out the window when I felt the seat next to me go down, signaling that someone was sitting there. I turned and saw Jesse sitting there. I paused the song and took off my headphones.

"What are you doing?"

"Well I thought that we had had a real bonding moment during that assembly today so I figured I'd come and talk to you again." he said with a smirk

"Ok. Then talk." I said smiling softly

"Aha!" he said pointing his finger at me. I looked down, confused.

"What?"

"I made you smile again." he replied smugly

"Did not, i was smiling at something else." I lied

"Sure. Then tell me what that something was," he said

"No." I responded huffily

"So you were smiling because of me." He grinned

"Was not."

"Was too."

"Was not."we were getting louder every time

"Was too."

"WAS NOT!" I yelled and everyone on the bus looked at me. I sat there silently, embarrassed until Jesse leaned over and whispered in my ear,

"Was too." At that I started laughing. I laughed so hard that tears almost came out of my eyes and when I finally got ahold of myself I took one look at Jesse's face and started up again. When I finally finished he just looked at me with a quizzical expression on his face.

"What?" I asked

"You're just a lot different than I thought you were." He said with a shrug

"How did you think I was?" I asked, narrowing my eyes

"Last year I thought you were a wannabe. That you wanted to be a popular or an artsy vintage girl because of the way you dressed. This year I started to think the same but then I realized that I was wrong. You weren't any of the above."

"Well I don't want to be labeled. Does everything have to be about labels? can't I be artsy and popular and vintagey? Not that I am but is it not possible? I'm not like other people because there's not one mold. Everybody fits under multiple stereotypes." I said fiercely "Now please excuse me. This is my stop. And don't make assumptions of people before you get to know them" I pushed past him to get off.

"Hanna wait!" I heard him yell but I just ignored him. I couldn't believe the nerve of him. I can't believe I liked him, now that I think about it I never really liked him, I liked the idea of him. I liked the idea that a hot guy like him would notice a ugly girl like me.

I sighed. I guess it was just a fantasy.