Too young to notice

Trading Stares

I walked through the door when this ass hole of a jerk pushed right past me. My books nearly spilt over the ground. The air was cold, but something about it felt like home.

A pretty girl glared at me with mascara clouding her eyes which looked like they were made from jewels. He brown messy hair flopped over her shoulders and she twisted her fingers amongst it. Now I felt like I was a new girl starting high school.

I took a seat at the back corner. It seemed dark and the air con sat above it. When I took my seat, the cool breeze waved my hair and I could taste the summer fading and the winter arising.

The jerk who before ran into me turned around to pass a note for his mate to give to the girl who glared at me. My eyes in fury burned a hole through his mind. He smirked at me and quickly looked back up to the board.

Mrs Eplies had us to write down 10 facts about ourself and read them allowed. The jerk stood up, I was interested at once and he told the most ridiculous speech.

"My name is Joshua. I am 16. I am a guy. Stuart is my mate. I hate English, this subject."

Mrs Eplies laughed at the lame words he blurted.

"I play soccer. I can beat all you at Battlefeild 2. I like graphics. And umm... I..."

His blue eyes scanned the room and he flicked his blonde hair towards me. His face reminded me of a soft material, gentle. He gave me a look like I needed to give him another fact.

"And I like pizza."

The bell rang and a sworm of bees were buzzing out the classroom door. I dropped my head and huddled my books as I struggled to carry them. The white piece of paper Joshua had given the girl was sleeping on the floor. As fast as I could I fell to the ground and read it. It read: Hey Chloe, got a spare pen 15?

I pictured his face in my mind and laughed in my head.

It turned out that his locker was on the opposite side of the hall way from me.

When it was time to go home I walked up to him and mouthed, "You dropped something."

"Haha, just chuck it out."

Our eyes met and I felt like I could stay like this forever. I nodded my head and spun around and tugged at my purple scarf. The bin smell was left over banana peels from recess and old socks that had been discovered from the last term. I held my breathe tightly and opened the bin. It fell into complete darkness.

The hall way was kind of like NYC but more squishy and way more loud. Paper airplanes from dynamics were tossed from person to person. Josh tugged at my school bag pulling me into him.

"Hello?" I asked in surprise.

"I'm sorry I was jerk in English," He half smiled. His hair as fine as feathers and his face as smooth as milk.

I shook my head and smiled, "Thanks... I guess."

He felt unappreciated and sped up jogging in front of me turning his muscular body from side to side as he dodged people. His image vanished and I ran after him.