love.

After winter break, school resumed in January. The holidays were over and school days replaced it. I wake up to the sound of my alarm annoying as ever and quickly turn it off. Thank god that was a horrible dream. it was about a boy named Matt Richards, the boy that played me and broke my heart, or so his friens said concidering they were the ones who spread rumors about that. I forgot about it right away ot really caring at the moment. My mom sheepishly walks into my room yawning. "Mckenna get up you don't wanna be late" she says in a tired voice. "okay mom just let me get ready. She walks out as a close the door behind her, I turn around to look out the window. It was cloudy out. "Well im surprised winter has lasted this long in Cali" Walking over to my closet pulling out my favorite light turquoise and grey sweater. I pulled the sweater over my head sliped on a pair of skinny jeans. Still tired i brushe my teeth, fixed my short brunette hair (it's a pixie cut so it's not too hard to manage, except for all the hair spray i use). I sliped on my vans and went to the car to wait for my mother. When i got to school i went up to my friends where there to meet me smiling and bragging about all their christmas gifts. Just then my friend start to whisper and ask me to turn around. What do you know, the one person i dreaded to see today and he was starting toward me from behind. I turn around and look up at those eyes. oh god those beautiful dark blue eyes as calm as the see after a storm. But once he saw me notice him he became nervous. it was windy out so his nicely jelled blonde hair became a little messy. i didnt care, it was cute messed up. As he walked up to me he looked at his feet and stopped. My friends walked away and smiled to give us some "privacy". After all he and his friens put me through i didnt want to be all buy myslef with him, let alone even alking to him. his voice quvered as he tried to speak "h-hey mckenna". As he started to rub his neck is shirt lifted up a little revealing his oblique muscles or his "v" lines. Damnit! why does he have to be so damn attractive? "what do you want matt?" i say in a stuborn voice. "I...I just umm..." he starts as he bites his lips and continues to rub the back of his neck. My god he is so fucking cute. "i just wanted to say im umm...well im sorry. about everything. the rumors, my friends texting you playing you, and evryone just...well obsessing over the fact that you were showing your feelings for me. I've never met a girl as brave eough to do such a thing as you did" "really?" i say surprised. he had stopped rubbing his neck and was just looking at me with those georgous blue eyes of his. i saw sadness, longing, and pity. no it wasnt pity matt wasn't htos etypes of guys. But i did see that he was trying, tryig to fix things but i just stood there dull looking and a bit stunned actually. "yes really" he finished. "i care about you mckenna i can belive how i couldve done something like this to you. i kow i mmay come off as that kind of guy or a jerk but im not, and you can trust me on that" "Honestly matt? what makes ou think i can trust you after all of those lies?" "because i love you mckenna royce...." we just stood there dead silent. He was looking deeply into my eyes as i looked into his. I was still trying to process everyhing including those last thre words. he loves me. matt richards loves me...