Blue Rose

Chapter 2

while im walking to my locker i'm thinking i am not that fat, am i? well, to me i don't think that i am. when i close my locker door after

getting out my books, i see the most gorgeous guy ever, Brad. Oh my gosh brad is the star baseball player and everyone

wants him. but the only one that he wants is the girl that i hate so much, lauren. not to be mean or anything, but she is

whore. i saw her with my two eyes go into the janitor's closet with everyone from the baseball team. every other day she went

with each one around lunch time. well what ever i don't care.

  i head up to the third floor for world geogarphy. i hate this class. i know that it is fun and all, but the teacher

is such a bitch. she always picks on me and does shit that always refers to me.she is never nice to  me, but the upside to this

tale is that i can shove my grades in her face. i am the only one that turns in everything and passes everything, so she can't

tell me anything. as i enter the the classroom and head toward my seat, the seat that i always choose in every class that i

have, the back seat, i see that there is a handsome stranger sitting in the exact seat that i always sit in. my the handsome

stranger is way better than Brad and no one not anyone is hotter/handsomer than Brad.No one.

 "um, excuse me,"i whisper to the stranger,"But that is my seat, but since, i think, that you are new you can sit there.

i'm not trying to be so mean and everything. so yea sorry." i shut up before i say something stupid, again.

 "no it is my fault i didn't know,um," he asks me.

 "violet," i mumble.

 "violet, excuse me you may take your seat and i will seat in the desk beside. is that seat taken," he asks me with the

most adoring, caring, and loving smile that i have seen since my mother was last alive. as the milliseconds tick by i answer his

question.

 "no, i am the only one that sits back here. everyone doesn't want to be seen with someone like me. uh, why did i just say that. i'm shutting up now." i sit down and think over what i just said and to whom i said it to.

 "may i ask why,"the stranger asks me as he gets up and switches seats.

 "um, first, i don't know your name and second, i don't think that you really don't care. Like i said before i am not trying to be mean or anything, but i am use to people trying to 'be friends', but then they just back stab me in the long run. so yea," i say it to him straight in the face.

 " to answer your first condition my name is Ethan Eric Rose and yes i really do want to know and i promise that i will never until the day i die back stab you in any way. i cross my heart and put it on my dearest mother's grave may she rest in peace, but i think that Ms.Rodriguez is about to come in the class, so your tale must wait until the schooling is over." He finishes it off with one of those smiles that makes me want to fall to my knees and say,'yes anything that you wish.'

 during the  whole entire lecture i kept on sneaking peeks at ethan and every time i did it he would look at me. it was like he knew when i was looking and when i am not. Every time Ms.Rodriguez would ask him a question he would always look her straight in the eye and answer. He never did he lose eye concact with her. To me i thought that was a little bit romantic, that he would make direct eye contact and that he would never break it even though you, yourself wanted to. then on the other hand i thought that was a bit creppy.

  i thought that the class period would never end. when it did i raced out of there as fast as i could so i would try to avoid Ethan and his questions about me. Heading to my second period, english , i ponder, why did i say that? why didn't i grab the sit right next to him anyway? and why didn't i do what i normally do and keep my mouth shut?