Things you don't know about me

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

When I say secretly dating I only mean sort of, not really. I mean in order to secretly date there has to be actual dating involved, whereas we just go and hang out in his place making out for about an hour after school, every other day. To be honest this is exactly how it started. He caught up with me just as the class finished asking when the best time for me to do the project was.

To say I was surprised would be an understatement. I assumed that he would either be mean or expect me to do all the work. We decided to meet at his the following day. For the next day and a half he simply ignored me, which was exactly what I thought would happen, so when I finally got to his house after school, I was again surprised to find him welcoming and ready to work.

We quickly settled on a topic of Second World War. I would approach it from the point of progress such as the medicine, weaponry and international relations, whilst Hale covered the horrors that came with it: experiments on human, nuclear weapons and death. I was actually looking forward to working on the project, and I have to say that the time passed quickly.

We had two weeks to complete the project, and the end we had to do a report in front of the whole class, something that I was dreading. We decided to meet every few days to see how we are getting on and to make sure that we have all of our basis covered.

At the end of our third session, it finally dawned on me that Hale was a really nice guy and we had fun together. He was smart, which might sounds snobby, but is important to me, easygoing and had a great sense of humor.

Flashback

“Well it looks like we are finished for today, I better head out.”

Hale grabbed my hand, holding me back “Do you want to stay a bit longer and just hang out”. I saw a blush creeping its way up his face as he was saying “we have fun together, stay for a little bit longer”.

Ok, don’t get me wrong, I’m not ugly or anything, I just don’t pay enough attention to my appearance. Ok that sounds bad, but is it really so wrong to believe that school is for learning and you don’t have to wear 4 inch hills and a mini more appropriate for a night out than for any daylight activities? Although, I am the first one to admit that I could definitely try harder, although to tell you the truth I don’t really care. Ok, so back to my appearance, I can be quite attractive, although I’m short, only 5.3, I have curves in all the right places, clean skin and eyes, which I just love, they are big with long eyelashes and they have a nice chocolate color. However, you can’t really see that I have a figure to speak of, as I my usual attire includes hoodie or a big t-shirt, depending on the weather, and sweats. And I’m embarrassed to say that half of the time my hair is in dire need of the wash. Ok, I know that sounds kind of disgusting, but long showers is a luxury that I’m not always privy to.

So when the golden boy of Mount High asked me to hang out, I was a bit startled.  I looked at my watch, and saw that I have about an hour of free time, I was going to spend it cleaning the house, but it has been such a long time since I just hang out with someone. I decided to stay and  just have a bit of fun. “Sure, what do you have in mind?”

“I … I’m not sure, to be honest I thought that you would have said no, mmm but I’m happy you are staying”.

“Not a problem, do you just want to watch tv?”

“Sounds like a plan”

We both sat on the coach and he switched on the tv. I have no idea what was playing, I think some movie from the 90s, I was just trying to try to understand what is happening on screen when was interrupted by “What’s your favorite color?”

“Red” I answered automatically, “Wow that was random”

“I know, but I was curious, mine is green by the way, in case you were wondering”

I wasn’t but even I knew not to voice that. He kept going on with questions; next one was regarding my favorite movie, which was followed by the revelation that his was Avatar. It was actually quite funny, how he would ask a question wait for my answer and then inform me his. The time passed by pretty quickly. I almost forgot how fun this could be, it’s been over two years since I had done something like this.

He kept firing questions at me, so I’m not sure what made me do what I did next. Maybe it was because he was an incredibly attractive guy, who was in the process of somewhat flirting with me, maybe because I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun, maybe it was something else (probably the latter, if I am to be honest with myself), I leaned over and softly touched my lips to his.

This was only my second real kiss, the first one happened when I was thirteen and we were playing seven minutes of heaven. You know the game when you get locked in the closet with a member of the opposite sex, and you stay there in the dark for seven minutes making out.

This kiss was different. It was short and sweet, nothing more than just our lips touching. I have to say that I was incredibly nervous, and it had nothing to do with the guy that I just kissed. OK maybe just a tiny bit to do with the guy.

What surprised me most is that I wasn’t uncomfortable. I have this thing about personal space, and a lot of time the idea of a big guy who could easily overpower me in my personal space, would not be a pleasant one. But this, this felt nice.

I leaned back, blushing, about to say something. Don’t ask me what, I have no idea. I just opened my mouth, but no sound came out as Hale mouth was on me again. This time, the kiss wasn’t as innocent, though I was grateful that he kept his hand by his sides.

Just as he stopped kissing me, the first thing that came to my mind popped out of my mouth “Well, this just happened than”.

He laughed at that, “Ye, it did. I’ve actually wanted to do that for a while”

“Why?” I think that was a reasonable question. Again I’m not ugly, but I’m not going to be entering any beauty pageants any time soon either.

“I have fun with you”. His answer was so simple; I was a bit shocked to be honest.

“I have fun with you too”

This was followed by an awkward pause. I’m not sure either one of us knew what to say next.

I glanced quickly at the watch, and caught the time – I was running ten minutes late. “I’ve got to run, see you in school tomorrow” I grabbed my back and left quickly, before he managed to say anything.

End of flashback

Ok so this is the second chapter. I think I will start writing a bit longer chapters just as soon as I get a hang of it. Hopefully you like the story and continue on reading