today went by pretty much the same as yesterday. i woke up, taunted izaiah in the car on the way to school, sat through all my classes, and ate lunch with victoria again. she invited me to a party that's happening tomorrow and it sounded super fun, but as of now it's currently fifth hour and i'm bored out of my mind.
i already speak spanish. it's my second language considering that it's all my grandparents understand. but this school doesn't offer any other languages to the students and it's required in order for me to graduate, so here i am.
after what felt like forever, the teacher finally stopped talking and assigned us all a packet to work on with our table partners for the rest of class. my table partner doesn't really talk, but i guess i don't really have a problem with doing it all.
she plopped our packet on kairis side of the table, leading me to look over at him. "i can do it for us if you want, i already speak spanish." i offered with a shrug.
he gave me the weakest smile i've ever seen from anyone ever and said, "nah. that wouldn't be fair. we'll half it."
i shrugged, fine with his negotiation, and reached for the packet so i could start us off. i must have reached a little too quickly, because the sudden movement of my arm caused the quiet boy beside me to jump back a little and flinch.
"oh- uh, sorry, i was just reaching for the packet." i explained sheepishly, embarrassed that i made him jump.
"no y-you're good. here." he said quickly, handing me the packet before scooting his chair away from me and looking anywhere but in my direction.
i figured that he must just be a jumpy person and decided to brush it off to work on my half of the packet. i occasionally felt his eyes on the side of my face while i was writing down answers, but i felt it was best for me to just ignore it.
i finished my portion in a little more than five minutes, it was child's play honestly, and slid the rest of it onto kairis side of the table. he finished it up within a good amount of time, ten minutes max, and got up to hand it into the teacher. there was still twenty or so minutes left of class to do whatever we pleased, the only thing we couldn't do was use our phones. bummer.
i was caught up with all my homework for once (surprisingly), so i decided i would just doodle in one of my notebooks. i'm no artist by any means at all, so it was very simple stuff. like extremely simple. so simple it should be illegal.
i had just finished drawing the stick of a popsicle when i decided that my breath was stank and pulled out my 35 pack of gum. i popped a stick into my mouth and caught kairi eyeing down the hand which held the box.
"want some?" i offered, pointing the box toward him to tempt him with the immaculate flavor of spearmint. he gave in to the temptation (as he should) and nodded his head, taking a piece of his own. "thanks." he smiled at me, which i warmly returned.
the bell rang, dismissing class, and i took longer than everyone else did to pack my stuff into my bag. i don't know why but i like being one of the last ones to leave a class, because leaving before everyone else tends to make me uncomfortable.
my next hour was a creative writing class, and it was honestly my favorite class of the day. the teacher was amazing and the prompts were always fun, plus there was a few cute guys in there (including kairi), so thats always a bonus.
the whole hour we were assigned to just free write, although i spent most of that time pretending not to stare at kairi. he caught me a few times, but we both played it off as if it never happened.
my last class of the day was world history with vic (and without kairi) and a few of her lunch friends. that class was incredibly boring, so it seemed to just fly by seeing as i didn't pay any attention at all.
i was so incredibly grateful that tomorrow is friday. staring at a new school on a wednesday kinda sucks ass, but at least the week was shorter. i just didn't want to have to sit through 8 hours of school for another 3 days. at least kairi has said three whole phrases to me, and that's progress i suppose.
i know i sound super creepy, but i just really want to be his friend. he seems nice, and that fact that he's attractive doesn't hurt. he's just so shy and hard to get to. i'm sure i'll become his friend eventually though. it's only been two days, so i've not lost any hope in becoming his friend.
yet.
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𝐰𝐨𝐚𝐡, 𝐡𝐢. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝? 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐧. 𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐋𝐋. 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡!- 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 <3
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damaged | kairi c.
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