Alone

Homeroom

As I wait in homeroom for Lauren, the bad thoughts come back. I start to think, what if she doesn't like me, am i rushing liking someone and I only just had my first conversation with them? Why do I love her so much, she could be the most rude, disrespectful person I will ever meet. I wish I didn't rush into these kind of things; one of the reasons I have scars on my arms. I always get hurt. Period.

I stare at the door for what seems like ages until she walks in. As Lauren scans the room, she looks for me (I assume?) i start to open my folders and make it look like I'm not waiting for her arrival, that might come off as creepy. She starts to walk towards my table, and I notice other guys looking at her. I think to myself "I will stab them all before they get to my baby" then start laughing, realizing I just called someone I've only talked to for 5 minutes my baby, and the fact i openly admitted to pondering the idea of murder. They way she walks is just so perfect, I don't even understand
How walking could make someone look so beautiful. Her soft cheek bones. Her ocean blue eyes. Her soft blonde straight hair. Her smoothly shaped eyebrows. Her off red lips that just look like a magnet to mine. Her figure is amazing, not thin but not thick. Just what I like in a girl, someone who isn't skin and bones. If a girl wants to eat, LET HER EAT. if she wants a burger not a salad, find the biggest burger on the menu and let her dig in. I notice my thoughts are going off topic, and I laugh again.

~~~ Lauren's POV~~~
Xavier is just handsome. He's like if a rainbow and a Abercrombie model had a child, he's the offspring. There's something about him that just makes me want to love him, but I can't quite put my finger on it. It might be the sorrow deep within his eyes, I can feel it. I can sense it. Maybe it's how his hair is perfectly swooshed, and shaded with brown and blonde high lights. Or maybe it's that straight, amazing smile that could enlighten the darkest of souls. I don't know why it feels like I'm in love with someone I've only talked to for 5 minutes, but I know I am. The way I feel is the way I feel. My eyes ponder what's behind his shirt, his biceps are more than proving that I'll like what I see. Just thinking of him in that manner of clothes makes me bite my lip and I know I'm blushing.

Once I open my eyes and stop thinking about shirtless boys, I realize I passed Mrs. Smiths classroom by 3 doors, so I hurry my way back wanting to see Xavier and get to know him a little better.

Once I get there, I see him looking intently at the door, which makes me giggle knowing he's waiting for me. He tries to play it off by looking through his empty folder, but I was smart enough to realize he's doing that to get my attention. He giggles again, and i wonder what's on his mind so I plot down on the seat directly in front of him, and laugh with him, maybe that might make him talk.

"Hi Lauren" he squeaks and his voice cracks, this makes me laugh. His face starts to turn into an ombré cherry type of color which makes me internally giggle, if that makes any sense.

"Hi Xavier" i reply politely with a tone of curiosity in my voice, hoping he gets the message.

"Hi Lauren" he says again, then he giggles realizing he just made a mistake.

I simply just stare into his eyes and try not to crinkle my eyebrows like I do, that's not exactly quote on quote "attractive".

This continues for probably another few minutes, until he awkwardly breaks the silence and pulls his schedule out, and hands it to me.

I pull mine out as well and compare them side by side. His classes go from homeroom, math, social studies, language arts, science, lunch, gym, and home economics. Almost identical to mine, besides I don't have gym. I have digital citizenship. I also notice his locker number is B57, and i smile. Mines B58. His combination is 28-26-24. Very easy to remember, that could definitely help me one day.

I do some quick thinking and use white out so he can't see my locker combination. I can already tell I'm much smarter than him in the regard of sneakiness.

~~~ Xavier's POV ~~~
I notice Lauren is trying to decipher my schedule, and I realize I didn't cover my combination. Oops. She hands me hers and mine, and after deep studying I see we have 5/6 of our classes together. My heart jumps. Trying to cover my wide smile, i simply say "awesome!" As mrs. Smith comes in. Everyone in the class rotates towards her, except a few people I could easily classify as class clowns.

"Hello freshman of 2014!" A high, annoying, loud voice that could pierce eardrums says. I can already tell this will be a long year.

(A/N hold your seats this might get fan-fictiony lmao. Just kidding. Lauren IS NOT A TRASHY GIRL SO DONT SAY SHE IS. You'll find out a lot more about her next chapter! Stay tuned!:)