Toxic Beige

Chapter 2

"Hey!" He screamed again.

What? He's talking to me? Wait a second... He doesnt know me. At least I don't think he does because I definitely don't know him.

"Hey!" I scream back at him even louder before my mind can catch up.

I felt like an idiot after that, but the smile on his face made me feel a little better. He was definitely cute, but nothing was going to happen. We don't even know each other, so why am I even thinking about this. It's official: I have to get a life.

The rest of my day was all a blur. I couldnt stop thinking about the fact that a random cute guy said hi to me. Obviously it ment nothing to him, but part of me secretly loved that he did that. It makes me feel like people notice me, and I'm not just an irrelevant freak who no one cares about. Unless that's why he said hi to me. I doubt it though cause he wasn't with anyone else, and didn't seem to have bad intentions. Honestly I don't care though. I'm just going to pretend like he said hi to me because it was me.

The next few days went the exact same way. My day would be normal, and then on my way to math he would say just one word to me and make me crazy on the inside. My friends were convinced I was falling for him, but I couldn't be. I didn't even know his name. All I knew was that he was obnioxious, and said "hey" to me everyday. Not really the best way to start a relationship with anyone.

A week later, I was sitting in the library typing my english paper. Everything was going fine, and then he walked in. Of course the one day I'm in here so is he. I tried to keep my cool, but it wasn't that easy. I don't know him at all, but he makes me crazy inside.

After I had finished typing my paper, I went to the printer to get it. He happened to be sitting near there when I got over there. I tried to stay calm, but it was harder than I expected. I kept telling myself "Just walk over, get the paper, and walk back"

I seemed to be doing pretty well at first, but on my way back we made the eye contact I was dreading. Not that I didn't want him looking at me, I'm just always caught off guard with what he does. This was definitely one of those times.

After he looked at me and smiled, he blew a kiss at me. I literally couldn't do anything else but smile back and walk away. I'm always able to make an awkward situation more awkward. He didn't seem to notice that though. Obviously because he doesn't know me.

At lunch later that day, my friends were not letting this go.

"Alison he must like you he was blowing kisses at you!" Sabrina screamed loud enough for the whole table to hear.

"Clearly he doesn't. He's just trying to be funny." I answer trying to keep myself from believing them.

"That's not true Alison! Whoever this guy is I don't think he would keep doing this kind of stuff to you if he didn't like you!" Haylie said in an attempt to make me reconsider.

"I dont know guys. He's probably just trying to have fun, and using me is an easy way to do that."

"Alison you're crazy! He likes you. End of conversation." Sabrina says ignoring my last comment.

"You're wrong, but whatever. You guys going to the football game Friday?" I ask in hopes of changing the subject from me completely.

"No I'm not going. Football games aren't my thing." Haylie answers.

"Well I'm going!" Sabrina says in a more excited tone than considered normal.

"Okay cool! So we're going together then?" I ask even though i already know the answer.

"Of course! Don't we always?" Sabrina laughs.

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"Alison you look AMAZING!" Sabrina exclaims after finishing my make-up.

I have to admit I do look really good. Wearing a pink shirt and the tightest yoga pants I own wasnt what I had planned, but in the end I'm glad Sabrina was able to convice me that it would be okay for this game.

"You ready?" She asks me.

"Yup let's get this party started!"

When we got to the game, we went straight to the student section. It'a always fun at first, but after a while it becomes too much for me to handle. Between drunk highschoolers and half broken bleachers it is near impossible to not fall over every few minutes. I'm beginning to realize why I hate these games all together.

"Hey guys!" My other friends Chelsea and Riley say at the same time.

"I didn't know you guys were coming!" I say wrapping my arms around both of them.

"We didn't either, but I'm glad we did. This game is so good." Chelsea says watching the players run down the field.

"I only came to watch them in their uniforms." Riley states making everyone laugh.

The best part is that I feel the exact same way. Cute guys in tight pants? I can get used to that.

"Oh my gosh Alison is that him?" Sabrina asks making me turn around to look at a group of guys standing a few rows back.