Resisting Love (#1)

The Battle

I woke up early to take a quick shower and get ready. I decided to wear a pair of white high waisted jeans, a stretchy fitted light blue tee shirt with a V neck, and a pair of white converse. I put on some eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss, and I did a smokey look with gray eyeshadow. That was really all I ever did with shadow.  

       I went out of my bedroom and Damian was sitting at the table again, minus his MacBook. He had a cup of coffee in his hands and I wrinkled my nose a little. I didn't like black coffee. I didn't really like coffee in general unless it was my favorite cold ones. To me, it felt wrong to drink anything warm if it wasn't hot cocoa, and even then I like it to cool down a little. 

        He looked good but casual in a white tee shirt, jeans, and his gray sneakers. He didn't notice me standing there at first but after a few moments, he looked up and smiled at me. 

        "Good morning princesa. Sleep well?" I nodded in answer to his question. "Good," he continued. "Are you ready for today?" I nodded again, this time eagerly. I was excited yet a little nervous at the same time. There are a list of numerous things that could go wrong today. I tried to keep those thoughts out of my head. Think positively Vic! 

        After a few minutes, we went out to the car and he drove us to school. There were a lot of people here and when we stepped out, they all stared. I tried to pretend I didn't notice as we went inside the building. 

        The halls were filled with students. Some going into classrooms, most talking in the halls, and some just standing there. When we walked in, they looked our way. It could have just been my imagination, but some of them seemed almost… wary? Then, apparently done looking, they went back to whatever we were doing before. 

        Damian and I split ways because we had different classes. I was a little more nervous to be facing my classes alone, without Damian, but I remember that that's the way it usually works. You face it head on without help. I took a deep breath. I could do this. I had this in the bag. My confidence was one of my favorite things about myself. I wasn't shallow or conceded, but I always believed that I could do anything I set my mind too. 

       I may be a somewhat shy person, but I'm also stubborn, mouthy, and confident. I don't try to be. I just am. Walking into the near vacant room, I take a seat that is exactly in the middle. 

       People started shuffling in and finding seats. There weren't many people in this class, but it was also an elective so it wasn't that surprising. There was a girl on one side of me, and the other side was empty. No one came in to fill that seat, but I didn't really have a problem with it. The professor was in his mid thirties and he seemed laid back. 

       The class didn't feel too long and the material wasn't that hard, so it was a breeze, as were all my other classes. Soon, it was lunch time. I was sitting at a table, alone with Damian. We were talking and telling each other about our days so far. He was in the middle of telling me about this guy he met and that's when I felt it. 

       The strange feeling hit me so abruptly that I involuntarily stood up. There was a sharp, electrical like charge in the air. I didn't know what it was but I knew that I needed to find it. I started walking towards where it felt the strongest. I had no idea where this would lead but I continued anyways. I could hear Damian calling my name, but his voice was white noise. 

       I walked towards the entrance and that's when I looked up and locked eyes with the most beautiful guy I had ever seen. The way he looked at me felt so intense and so full of meaning, that I didn't understand it. This feeling was overwhelming and I felt lightheaded. There were battling emotions in his eyes as he looked at me and I just wanted to figure out what he was thinking.