[Naomi 👆🏾]
Naomi's POV
Frickle frackle
Fudge sticks
Just damn.
I mean how can someone be so unbothered. It's the first day but the guy next to me is snoring away. Drooling a little too, which If I might say wouldn't be as disgusting if there wasn't yellow stuff coming out of his mouth.
Did he not brush his tongue this morning? Disgusting.
".....Campbell and Silas Vans"
Say what now? Who said I was ready to socialize? Who said I wasn't about to embarrass myself in front of this Silas dude. Plus, what the heck are we doing on the first day that requires us to be paired up? I mean shouldn't we be talking about the syllabus and shit?
Before I continued to internally rant, I heard footsteps approaching me and heard a voice of a man that seemed quite close to me.
"Hey are you Naomi?"
Turning my hand I couldn't help but gasp. Like it wasn't a suttle gasp either. My dumb self also couldn't control my facial expressions so with that gasp, there was the fact that my eyes widened, and my neck cracked cause I turned to quickly.
Embarrassment. Check. Now all needs to happen is for me to trip on air to make it seem like I'm back in high school again.
But back to the present. Gawking at Mr. Vans
"Yeah, you're Silas?"
"I mean, what gave it away? Was it the fact that Mr. Betman announced us as partners or the name tag on my chest?"
Shit. I forgot about us wearing the stupid name tags.
"Both. But you can never be too sure, there are phonies out here!"
"Phonies in our Physics class?"
"Are you new to America or something? There are fakes everywhere! It's not a bad idea to always try to be careful"
"Rigghhht"
Now Silas was sitting right across from me. I mean if we were good friends I wouldn't have a problem with that, but we just met and he had the courage to put our desk together?
I mean now when we talk I have to look at him straight in the eyes and nobody wanted to do that. I'm not going to lie he has beautiful eyes but no where in my agenda was I planning to look so hard into someone's eyes and feel like I am looking into their soul. Honestly if it wasn't for that little tattoo he had on the side of his neck I wouldn't have even considered him to be so cool.
Wanting this period to go by quickly, I decided that it would be a good idea to be productive.
"So what's our assignment?"
"Assignment? It's the first day. He randomly paired us up so we can get to know a little bit more about our classmates."
"What? Is this middle school?"
Unbeknownst to me our professor was behind me and he heard what I had to say.
"Actually Ms. Campbell this is general college physics. Would you like to walk a couple blocks and be considered a student in the county's middle school?"
"Oh hell no Mr. Vastu, I wasn't looking too good in middle school. Went through hell with those braces and rubber bands"
"TMI Ms. Campbell. TMI. Now get back to the socializing exercise"
Turning my attention back to Silas, I decided to take this exercise seriously.
"So Silas what's something that people don't know about you?"
"Isn't that too much of a personal question to ask someone you just met?"
"Depends. Do you think it's a personal question? You could of lied and told me something that sounded right. Or you could of given me a vague response. I'm a stranger to you so depending on your answer it would of spoke volumes on what type of person you are"
"Is this a therapy session? Why do I feel like you're just analyzing me?"
"No, but do you want it to be?! I have no certification and I am obligated to tell you that I'm not so bad with the giving advice thing that people do. I have helped some people get out of receiving speeding tickets multiple times"
"People? Whose people? Your mom?"
Yes. But he didn't have to know that he was right.
"No! My friends! Plus, I almost got a speeding ticket and I got myself out of it too. So jokes on you!"
"Whatever you say chula"Later than I would of liked, time was up and I needed to get to my next class. But when I was walking a couple steps behind Silas I couldn't help but give him a once over.
Nice ass.
Amazing height.
Wonderful skin.
Muscular Back.
Where the heck did he come from and how dare he already make my heart do backflips when we just met?
This better not be some love at first sight shit I'm experiencing.
But wait, hold up what the heck did he call me before he left?!
Giro? Cheetos? Chica?
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Chula: Spanish slang word for Cutie
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