It's Okay, It's Love

First meeting

I was finished with my afterschool activities when I realized I didn’t have my phone with me. Thinking that the highest probability was that I left it in math class, because I was very intensively playing with my phone during it, I went to look for it there. And sure it was there. I sat in my desk and shifted to a chair closer to a window where my best friend sat. I looked through the window and saw Jake (my best friend) playing soccer with other boys. I saw his girlfriend cheer for him on the side. Before he got a girlfriend I used to cheer for him there. As I was watching them play they took a short break and Mindy – Jake’s girlfriend – instantly ran up to him with a towel and a bottle of water. I used to do that for him too. When the break ended Jake quickly kissed Mindy and ran back to the field. Well, that never happened to me.

“Are you a masochist? Why are you looking at him with another girl?” I heard someone say from behind me. I turned my head to the door. It was the new guy. He transferred to our school about a week ago. He was in the same grade as me, but not in my class, although we had a lot of joined classes together I never spoke to him. I didn’t even know his name, but the rumors already spread that he was a playboy.

I turned my head back to look out the window and said. “Even if I don’t look I still know that he’s with her, so I choose to look, because I like to see him play.”

I heard him come closer and I saw him sit in the desk in front of me, but before he sat down he turned his chair so that he would face me.

“Aren’t you best friends? How come you’re not his girlfriend?” He asked looking at me.

I turned to him and wondered a little if I should tell him, but I decided that nothing bad would come out of it so I decided to tell him. “We were best friends for a pretty long time so he doesn’t see me as anything more than that,” I said looking in his eyes. He had mesmerizing dark blue eyes.

“That’s because he doesn’t know how you feel. You should tell him,” he said and stood up.

“He already knows,” I mumbled to myself and also stood up copying his actions. He opened the window and I felt the chilly wind with all of my body. It was the second week of December and it was really cold outside, but the soccer practices don’t have breaks apparently.

“Yo, Jake! Victoria says she likes you!” The guy shouted through the window. I was a little bit dumbfounded by his actions. I guess he’s a meddlesome person. I looked out the window to see Jake stopping and looking up at us. I raised my arms above my head and bent them to make a heart. I swayed from side to side and I could see Jake laughing at me.

“Of course! I’d be sad if she didn’t!” Jake shouted back and went back to play. The new guy, whose name I still didn’t know, closed the window and looked at me slightly confused.

“See? I told you so,” I told him and sat down. He looked at me with the same confused look for a second and also sat down.

We sat for a little while in silence until I spoke.

“So how do you know Jake anyway?” I asked him and shifted in my seat.

“Apparently I belong to the ‘hot guys' group’ now,” he said with a puzzled expression.

“Oh right, the hot guys' squad,” I said and laughed. In our school all the hot guys knew each other. I don’t know how it started, but all our school’s hot guys are in a group. Pretty much all the girls want them and the boys that aren’t a part of that group desperately want to belong to it. They can get any girl they want and they get invited to all the best parties. I have to admit thought that all the guys in that group are hot. And of course Jake is a part of that group. Jake introduced me to the guys in that stupid group so I know them personally. Some of them are shameless players and some of them are completely loyal to their girlfriends. Now that I look at the guy in front of me I understand why they invited him to join the group.