Every day is the same. I get my lazy butt up, I go to school, I do great in my classes, I try not to kill any of my classmates. Always the same repetitive routine. I could say that "All that changed when this perfect boy entered my life", but I'm not because that's not how it worked.
I walked into school with my "I don't care" strut and i ignored every single person I passed. I hate them all. As I'm strutting like a bad ass, I trip like a freaking clutz and I fall on top of some stupid boy who was unlikely enough to buffer my fall. I get off of him, "I'm sorry" I say, "The one time I trip it happens to be right on an unlucky boy minding his own business." He gets up and turns to me, he's stunning like in a starlight bright way of stunning. He says, "It's okay." and he smiles at me, the most beautiful smile I've ever seen and continues on his way. I'll admit I've never seen anyone like him. The way he carries himself, the way talks, everything is so unique. As I think all these stupid things about a stupid boy. I slap myself back to reality. "I'm not in love with that boy" I tell myself and continue on my way to class.
Class was boring like always, but of course, I paid attention and took notes like always because I need to keep up my smart girl reputation and I love being smart. Surprisingly, I didn't see that boy that I tripped on to, all day, which was really weird. I head on home and think about the awkward encounter. "Wow" I tell myself, "I'm so dumb. Why am I so caught up on these guy I barely even know?"I try to stop myself from thinking about him, but my mind always came back to him.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not In Love
Teen FictionA girl tells her story of this boy that she met in the most cliche way. This story is her feelings and her telling the story her and this boy.
