Parallel Lines

Butterflies and Slow Motions

I was fourteen years old when my parents decided to transfer me to the school where my sister was. I also want to study on that school because my friends are there, and some of my schoolmates back at Elementary School.

It was kinda scary at first but knowing that we are all together again made me wanna stay here and never go home.

First day of my Eighth Grade was already terrible. Everyone is wearing their usual gala uniforms while I'm wearing the school's P.E uniform. My parents instructed me to wear these but, I hesitated to do so. But here I am embarrassing myself infront of many people which is not good because I'm already anxious on how to move and I might have a panic attack at any moment.

As I was sitting in front of the class with some of my friends that I've already known, my body was captivated on this one adorable girl that I saw across the room. She's quiet, and I can sense that she's kinda shy, but she really caught my attention, my whole freaking attention. I just stare at her and she might melt.

Then our adviser came in.

I started to be anxious again and a feeling of nausea came over me. And I'm like the only new student around here and these people already knew each other.

"Good Morning class. Some of you may already know me, but since we have a new student here, I would like to introduct myself." the lady around 50's grinned at me and tilted her head slightly then she look across the class, "My name is Mrs. Grace Hall and I will be your adviser for the next ten wonderful months of the schook year" she exclaimed and I noticed that everyone groaned, some sighed and I can see how annoyed they are but the old lady didn't mind their annoyance, as well as the girl I saw earlier. She's really attentive.

"I can already spot who is the new student of the class." the lady said and looked at me. My friends beside me started to tease me as I walk in front of the class.

I can literally feel that my knees are shaking and I'n really really nervous to look straight at everyone, especially to the girl but I'm not hesitating to look at her or at least take a quick glances.

"H-Hi. My n-name is Mike Grahams. I-I'm fourteen y-years old."

Damn it.

Every single one of them stare back at me, as if they're judging me, well they already are. The way I talk, the way I stand and my outfit. They all stare at me like they're all about to kill me with their lazer eyes.

I didn't mind their deadly and uncomfortable stare and took a glance to the girl that made me captivated by her presence alone. She's smiling at me. It was the most welcoming smile I've ever received today.

"Thank you, Mike. I hope you'll enjoy your stay here."

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Lunch break came and all of my 'bros' are gathering around to tell some stuff that they did last summer, as well as, welcoming me back. It was a bit nostalgic for me as we all tell stories about what happened couple of months ago.

As they all tell their wholesome stories, the thought of that girl still occupies my mind. And luckily or should I say, finally, I had the chance to know the girl's name which is Olivia Denmark. I really got curious about her and luckily, I have a friend that is somehow close to her. He told me that she's really kind, generous and I also heard that she dated my best friend, Jacob but they didn't last for about three months as Paulo told me. I kinda felt the sting as I heard that kind of info. No wonder why they have this strange connection everytime or when there are some moments that socializing is required.

"Do you really like her that much?" Paulo interrupted as I got deeper on my thoughts and somehow about to explode from what I've heard.

"Y-Yeah and I really wanna know more about her, you know. It's not that I'm finding her own deepest darkest traits. I wanna know her more as time goes by." I said and he's just staring at me with eyes saying how unbelieveable I  have spoken.

"Can you tell me why you've fallen this much to Olivia?"

"Shhhh!" I hushed him. I look around and luckily everyone is busy with their own circles.

"Well, I don't know. The only thing I know is that I really find her attractive and the next thing is that I like her. It's weird, but it's a good weird of thing, for me, at least."