Waiting in vain... for your LOVE

LOUIS's POV

I was about to go straight to my designated classroom and walk passed everyone but then I notice a girl leaning on a post. I decided to study her facial expression. It was so raw and innocent for my liking. It interests me so I move closer to her and disturb her from her reverie.

I tap her shoulder and she slowly turn around. There is a faint irritation displayed on her face but drastically change from scowling to pure shock as if she's seen a ghost.

She literally froze to where she was standing.

I snap in front of her face to get her attention and ask her immediately since I don't know how else to approach her, "Hi, I'm Louis and you're??

There was a sudden pause between us before she regained her composure.

"Y-yeah, ahmm..ahhh... I'm yours", she replied while blushing.

I laugh uncontrollably and stops as soon as i notice her embarrassment. Passers by are also glancing to us. If they heard what she said awhile ago, surely they'll find it very hilarious, too.

I love how she responds to me. I mean, C'mon! She just happened to utter the cheesiest words ever. It's so funny. She looks so young, doesn't look like my age. So small and fragile yet funny in her own way, reminds me of my little sisters.

"I'm sorry", I pleaded and ask her again, "Uhmm, what's your name? err, if you don't mind" - extending my right hand for a hand shake. I put my left hand to my nape and scratch it since she took some time grabbing mine, making me feel awkward of our situation. I still my hand in mid air as I wait for her response.

After a few moment, she grasps my hand then tell me her name. "My name is Wendy", she said coyly and pull back her hand immediately. I giggle a little and say, "Come on in, I think we're in the same class, ya?".

After exchanging our pleasantries, I guide her inside the room. She immediately follow me like a robot. I place my right hand at her lower back and accompany her inside the classroom.

Normally, I would take rounds to the room to know each and everyone but I feel lazy to do so I remain in my seat and stare on the white board as if it is the most fascinating thing in the world. I set my right elbow on the table and my chin is lazily press above my palm.

I feel an intense gaze boring in my left face so I tilt my head and instantly meet her big dark eyes, it is like a pair of eyes from a doll. She didn't avert her stare. I blink faster to cut the mesmerizing moment and flaunt my signature seductive smirk to her and say, "You like what you see? you can take picture, it lasts longer".

Her face turns into beet red and instantly remove her eye contact to me.

I chuckle and say, "I was just joking. No need for you to be embarrassed".

She smiles and retort, "I might take your offer, I love seeing you".

I was caught of guard by her answer but then I manage to tell her, "Maybe some other time we can take a pic together". I genuinely offer.

I am used to girls flirting shamelessly to me. Not to brag about it but it's true. Sometimes, I deliberately ignore these kind of attention. Not that I don't like it but most often than not, I am misjudged for that trivial thing. It's exhausting, really.

Hence, Wendy is somewhat different. I mean, she is confusing. One look, and you can tell she's really demure but then I have this slightest feeling that she's flirting with me but she's not. I don't know. Her innocence is very evident yet it contradicts her manner of conversing. One way or another, she's interesting in the most weird way for me.

A young man, maybe in his mid 20s comes in. He said he's Mr. Ashton Kutcher, our English professor. Since it's the first day, he just only initiates a self introduction then dismissed the class. We have plenty of time to know everybody in this class.

As soon as Mr. Kutcher is gone, I hope I catch his name correctly, girls surrounded me and bombarded so may questions and shove their numbers to me in a piece of paper. In my peripheral vision, Wendy is sat still beside me, looking displeased to the girls around me. I shrug the idea as to why she has this permanent scowl plastered on her face. Soon, she stands up slowly and walk out of the room. I excuse myself to them and follow Wendy where she may be going. Her company is better than those girls.

She went to the cafeteria, scanning every food there and choose spaghetti, chicken and coke.

I stop her and pay for her lunch instead. I plaster my friendliest smile and guided her thru a vacant table and I sit across from her.

As soon as i am seated i ask her shyly, "Why did you left without me? I thought we're already friends?"

"Ahmm, I can't hang out with you, our girl classmates will get mad. They'll think I'm monopolizing you", she says bluntly.

"Hey, don't say that! Let them be, they cannot say whom can I be with or not. Eat. It's not good to make food wait", I cood then we eat silently.

I notice that she steals an occasional glance at me. Making me a little uncomfortable. She also has a playful grin on her face.

"Is there something on my face? a dirt or any unwanted thingy?", I joked in the most girlish, pitchy tone I could muster.

Her smile immediately vanished that makes me panick internally and it was replaced by a blush again. From the moment I saw her, she flushed countless times already which I find cute and pure. She seems very timid and I feel the need to take care of her carefully so she can act relax around me and not like a feral animal, afraid of a domestic care.

I feel like a girl on a chick flick. What just I said on my mind. Comparing her to an animal? haha.. Well anyway, it was just metaphorical statement. I mentally argued with myself. I was cut into my deep thought as she replied to my hideous question.

"Nope, emphasizing the p, you look perfect. I'm just conscious with my surroundings and I'm glad you immediately consider me as your friend", she answers genuinely happy.

"No biggie, you're easy to be with. And Oww, my high school friends are not showing around yet. I'll let you meet them some other time", I said.

WENDY's POV

Whew! Good gracious!! Good thing I think a very simple excuse that seems believable.. Waah! I would've fainted if I didn't gain my composure again that moment.

If he was a mind reader, God knows how embarrassing that is for me and let the ground eat me alive.

"Ahmmm, wouldn't it be a little awkward if I meet them? I mean? Hey, we only get along today. And, look at me, I don't look presentable either. It's a shame if you guys associate yourselves with me", I explained a matter of factly.