My Enemy. My Love

High expectaions

There in front of me stood a perfect human being. Hair as black as night, it stood up with a flick and lightened as it reached the end. His eyes shone electrically, to say that they were blue was an understatement. They shimmered like diamonds, and captivated you like you were an audience at a magic show. He didn't blink, he was just staring into my soul, reading my thoughts and my feelings. Something about his eyes were so mesmerising, i couldn't look away. I assessed him further. His face was perfectly shaped and his jaw line was rough and edgy. He was quite pale and was an average height for his age. I wondered how old he was. Maybe 21, 22? My eyes made it to his lips, they were small, but full, and pink. Perfect in every single way. Suddenly they started moving and i was snapped out of my haze. "Amanda, I'm Dr Bartle, ill be seeing you once a week from now on, is that ok?" How do i reply to a question like that? "I would love to - i mean it would be great if- yes, that's fine." Stupid, stupid, stupid. First impressions are supposed to be perfect.

He invited me to sit down and offered me a drink. "Hot chocolate?" Dr Smith must have told him about my love for hot chocolate. Of course I couldn't and definitely didn't reject the offer.

~~~~~~< 1 HOUR LATER>~~~~~~
"It's coming to the end of our session, and I'm supposed to ask you questions so i can report back to Dr Smith. Firstly, how do you think today went?"
How do i think today went!? Was he serious? Today I could hardly speak properly, my whole body was shaking, I dropped my hot chocolate on him, and broke his glass in the attempt to clean it up. It went terribly! "It was fine I guess."
He looked at me with a smirk on his face. And his eyes captured me as he said, "I want to see you more often, so instead of once a month, is once a week fine?" He wanted to see me so he could laugh at me some more. I honestly didn't want to see him ever again, especially after today. However i said what to be said and agreed with him. We would meet once a week on Fridays, at 6 AM.
I walked towards the door, thankful to get out, saying goodbye as i did so. He stopped me and said "oh and by the way Amanda, your flies undone." He gave a small giggle and i looked down to find my ripped skinny jeans with the zipper down like he had said. My cheeks flushed red and I immediately left the room, rushing to the exit as i did.

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When I got outside, I was relieved to find Aidan there in the car park. Thank God I didn't have to spend another minute with Harry or Dr. Bartle.
I hopped in his cherry red car and noticed someone in the back. It was Paris. "Why is she here?" I asked Aidan, giving her a greasy at the same time. Aidan just ignored the comment and started small conversation. "How was the Dr?" I wanted to tell him everything, but I couldn't, at least not with blondie in the car. If she knew, she would tell everyone, ruining my reputation and making more stress for me. "He was good, I mean he could never be Dr. Smith, but he was alright, anyways I dont want to talk about it while your bimbo is in the car." Aidan shot me a look warning me not to talk about her like that. The rest of the car ride to school was silent.

As we arrived, i spotted Linda, thank God. I really needed to tell somebody about everything before it blew up my mind.