Swears. - Chim

two

when i walk into homeroom she's there talking to the teacher. she's early and pretty.

she has a white pleated skater skirt on, pulled over her hips. a black cropped knit sweater on showing a bit of her tummy. little black boots covering just over her ankle and black sheer tights. no color.

her hair straight. flat and dark.

i sit in a seat in the back, last row last seat. not really wanting to do anything in this class but watch cheryl. kids begin to fill the class noticing cheryl some boys whisteling at her, some girls already starting gossip, people already judging and making up their mind about her, some already hating her. noise and chaos came over the room.

she talks with her hands as she talks to the teacher. moving them slowly, gesturing to the tired teacher then back to her. twisting her wrist, wiggling her fingers, touching her knuckles, flicking nails.

and mrs. lee just nods her head and says a few words i cant even hear their conversation. their are voices too low for me to hear.

and finally i see mrs. lee nod for the last time and cheryl turns around. no smile on her lips and her eyes look all around the room looking for an empty seat. i quickly look down at the desk pretending to be intrested in something else. and i see her out of the corner if my eyes walk to the seat infront of me. and i can just feel people looking at her. looking at me. looking at us.

i dont have too many friends. i have a couple. like jasmine, austin, and alina but i mean they arent my bestfriends im not really even that close to them. they dont even sit next to me during class.

cheryl sits down in the seat infront of me her feet taking tiny steps and puts down her little black backpack on the floor. her feet on the side of the seat her legs pressed against eachother as they bend infront of her as she sits on the side of the desks that opens. the side away from everyone. she's looking at me and i know it. i dont look back, wanting her to ask for my attention i just keep my eyes down. and she leans closer to me trying to get my attention.

but i dont let her.

and finally she reaches out to my hand on the desk and squeezes it. and i look up at her with a big smile.

"you look hot." she says with a cute little smile on her pretty face and i smile back. i believe it.

"so do you." i tell her and she pouts. her hair then falls onto the side of her cheek. her eyes blinking fast.

she shakes her head in disbelief with a small smill playing on her perfect lips. and i just want to make her believe she's beautiful.