Seeing Grey

7. Noah Chase

I was a jerk through and through. My mother would be so ashamed.

Grey's face was raging and she grew redder by the minute. It was weird seeing Grey this mad. Anger didn't suit her beautiful face. I had caused her anger and felt horrible about that. I had never seen her this mad before and it was all because of me. At this thought my stomach set off a sharp pang and I definitely did not like the feeling of it. I didn't know how to make this better, how to diffuse this. For some reason I just really wanted Grey to just like me again.

She slightly opens her mouth then closes it again. Ruthfully, Grey wipes a stray tear that had started to roll down her cheek. My eyes are trained on her beautiful freckles and her sad eyes. It was scary how much I wanted to wipe the tears off her beautiful freckled cheeks. I was going crazy, I had to be.

"Look at you," I say out of nowhere. My own voice startles me. Her face starts to lose some of its red tint. Good.

"Uh, yeah I know, I look like a red- eyed, snotty- nosed monster," she replies. She turns to her locker, grabs a ponytail and put her luscious locks into a high pony. Then she blows her nose with a tissue and finally gives me a small smile. I watch all these actions in awe.

"No," I say shaking my head, "you look gor- good."

I mentally shake myself. I could not believe I almost said she looked gorgeous. Grey slightly blushes. "Thanks, but you don't have to lie to me Noah."

She thought I was lying when I said she looked good. What if I had said gorgeous? I look at her again and she has a tiny, tiny smile on her face. "Listen, I have to go Noah."

Grey starts to rush and I couldn't understand why. She shuts her locker and hoists her bag over her right shoulder. Before leaving she turns to me. It looked like she doesn't know if she should say bye or not. She decides not to and begins to walk away but I stop her. With my hand grabbing on to her elbow I began to freak. Why did I stop her?

She looks at me with confusion while she also waits for me to say something. What could I say? I didn't think ahead of this!

"Yes, Noah?" She asks slowly.

"Um, I, well," I begin to stutter. I wanted to scream. I am Noah Chase, the popular guy everyone liked. The guy no girl made nervous until now.

"Do you want a ride?" I finally ask her. My palms begin to get sweaty as I wait for her answer. She gives me a smile that I knew was everything but kind. It was almost an evil smile.

"Look," she says with a stern voice. Her beautiful gem eyes turn a stormy green, like earlier, and I know I am in trouble.

"Just because I was crying and you, I don't know, feel some kind of pity or something..." Or something.

"It doesn't mean you have to be nice to me or do the neighbors schpeel. I'm just going to be upfront here, you don't like me and in fact you hate me for no apparent reason! And quite frankly I don't like you either. So, let's cut the crap and decide right now that we are not friends. You don't have to say hi to me and vice versa. So goodbye Noah."

She walks away faster than I've ever seen anyone do. What just happened? I didn't know, but what I knew was that a feeling of sadness and disappointment was coursing through my body.

I had forgotten that we were still in the middle of a crowded hallway until I had looked up. Some people were staring and others laughing but it immediately stopped once I looked up. Everyone knew not to mess with me, even if I was just a freshman.

Kenny came up behind me and pats my back. He laughs, "man, that was just pure brutal. For a second I thought you were my biggest competition since people told me Grey was obsessed with you. Well, know that she hates you it's clear she is definitely mine."