The shared 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈

first glance

ℳ𝓎 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒:
It was the second day of school, just like I
expected it to be ,trashy, my friends wearing the same outfits they did the year before. I could feel the same cold, sad energy in the building, new faces walk past. As I kept my head down no one really noticed me or what I was.
it was like every other year with no one; just me and my thoughts. I'd be walking to my first period class I didnt know at the time but I saw this boy and he saw me, we shared a glance, we continued walking away without realizing what the glance meant. While I walked away I could feel my heart sink, that feeling was unusual, I just assume I had gotten a stomach ache. I was on my way to my other class with every person I've grown up with since kindergarten, none of which were my friends, just distant memories. Everyone was different but acted as if they weren't. Every special quality they all had, hidden, afraid of being different and judged. I'd be thinking about how my day would go on, thinking about what could go wrong. Knowing ive lost so many people I haven't really though of getting attached to someone. Every day after that was the same,
same people, same little glance, the same hallways nothing different, until I stupidly bumped into him I could feel the sparks draining me, I could feel that special heartbeat I haven't felt in a while. He apologize while helping me grab my things and everything seemed genuine so natural. It seemed so familiar, that feeling, the feeling of warmth and protection, oh how I've missed that feeling. At that moment, he looked at me, our eyes looked deeply at eachother, I could feel my face heat up.
"I'm sorry I'm too clumsy to be looking down all the time, I totally owe you one though!" After I finished my statement I walked away.
One of my closest friends has been talking to me about him, I finally realize what your name was and why it meant so much to me. Bryce, while the letters slid down my throat I could feel those butterflies forming before me.

ℬ𝓇𝓎𝒸𝑒'𝓈 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓎𝒾𝓋𝑒:
I was walking with Ava, one of my closest female friends, down the hallway. Ava was one to talk without thinking, I always found that inspiring, How someone could have no care in the world. I really liked Ava and how she made me feel but it didn't seem right. I've been planning on asking her to homecoming but my feelings aren't really settling down yet. I haven't made up my mind; she doesn't seem like the right one. Ava seems so ready for everything, for every obstacle life has thrown at her. She'd make me feel powerful but insecure. Ava has always been judge mental, ever since I've met her she'd judge what I wore or what I say, I never thought much of it because well, she'd always help me when something was going on in my life or when I wasn't feeling great. Or at least I thought she was.
Schools never been a special place for me, I'd see the same people and I'd have the same schedule.
Everyday I walked down the same hallway, everyday I shared a glance with this girl, she always catches my eye, something about her makes me feel protected. Ava and I always walk to our second period class together, gym was our second period, I was about to enter the gym doors until I saw a flash of brunette fall to the ground. A girl had bumped into me, it was that same girl that made me feel
different. I picked her things up from the floor and handed them to her, she hadn't looked at me until I apologized. The gym seemed to go silent all I could hear were her words, I focused on her eyes, those eyes were beautiful, I never considered brown to be a pretty eye color but her eyes touch a part of me.
"I'm sorry I'm too clumsy to be looking down all the time, I totally owe you one though!" My heart raced as she walked away, I couldn't tell if she was blushing or it was just my imagination, Ava was concerned she was about to go after that girl until I grabbed her by the arm.
"Who is that?" I asked,
"I don't know, some friend of Stephens, ugh stupid girl could've hurt you." Ava went on and on about her, I didn't listen I was stuck in my thoughts 'why have I never seen her before' 'why did she make me feel that type of way' 'why is Ava so angry'
"Hello!!! Bryce!! Are you even listening to me." I apologize and nod at her.
The rest of the day I couldn't stop thinking about that girl, I really hoped to see her again or ever.