~It's a cold December day in New York. Marvin huddled himself and shattered his teeth whilst stepping into the bus. There's someone on his mind, that's for sure. But Whizzer Brown doesn't take the 7:30 bus. Such a shame...~
//Marvins POV//
I plop down on the sticky bus seats near the back, trying my best to avoid any eye contact if possible. I choose my usual window seat in the last row of the bus, and pray that no one bothers me... like always, no one does. I lay my head on the freezing window, flinching a little because of the chilly-ness of it, but adjusting quickly. As I lay there.. with my breathe fogging up the window.. I cant help but for my mind to wander... wander to him. how many times will we speak today? is he even gonna show up? Will he pity me again and ditch his friends just to sit with me at lunch? will I ever make a move..? My thoughts are interrupted buy the aggressive stop of the bus.. the driver does this everrrrryyyyy timeeee. A few minutes pass and I wait for everyone to scurry out, before I exit the bus. I give the bus driver a kind "thank you" and a smile, and head to first period. Math. I get into class and once again, sit down in the back, nervously waiting for someone to accompany me, but no one does. No sign of Whizzer yet.. this is the only class we share together, maybe that's why I enjoy it a tad bit more than others.. sigh.. the one day I might have worked up enough courage to speak with him... he doesn't show up. Great, this is just great. I lay my head down, and as the equations are read aloud, my mind starts to blur.. and I just my eyes for a few minutes... I slowly drift off to sleep but am quickly awakened with a tap on the back, followed by a soft "Marv? Wake up-" Whizzer. It was Whizzer! He must have been late or something because I sure enough didn't see him at the start of class... and I noticed he was sitting next to me. Yep. He was definitely late, the seat next to mine was the only empty one in the class, so he had no choice i'm guessing.
"Oh uh- Hey!" I look up to the boy and say while rubbing my eyes.. making my self look like a complete fool. We small talk for a while.. mostly about the math problems and up coming quizzes.. Not really what I imagined our conversations would be like in my head but I mean.. any excuse to talk to him was a win for me. The teacher snapped at Whizzer telling him to stop talking. Thirty minutes or so pass and me and Whizzer just painfully sit next to each other, maybe a foot or two apart.. Although it wasn't much.. I really enjoyed it. Suddenly, whizzer places a piece of paper on my desk. Passing notes eh? That works for me.. The note read "someone tired?" So.. I decided to reply.. and we basically had a whole conversation through torn out pieces of paper from our math books.
"I guess so, couldn't sleep last night."
Why is that? Someone on your mind? *in a smaller print* Im kidding.."
What did he mean by that? Was that like... a complete call out that he knows i've got something for him..?
"Maybe.. why?"
"Oh? Who is it?"
"....No comment"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means, I cant tell you."
"Oh, why not?"
"Cus I don't want to"
"Aw cmon I won't tell anyone"
I ignored him for awhile.. it pained me but... I was just saying too much and didn't want to escalate or screw up. He knows. He definitely knows. A few minutes pass and that's when he threw a crumpled up piece of paper saying "Tell me." Once again.. I looked at him and threw it back the paper back. The class ends. I try to get out of there as fast as possible... to avoid him.. I'm sorry, that sounds bad, I just... don't want to mess up and say something... if he found out,, then our little friendship, if you will, would be destroyed. But soon enough I feel a soft hand on my shoulder. It was him. cmon Marvin you idiot, this is your chance, don't. mess. it. up. My head was overwhelmed with emotions. why is he doing this to me..? why can't he just say he knows?
"Gonna tell me?" He said... Oh man, my mind was racing, my palms were sweaty, my eyes were drawn carefully to his soft lips after every word traced them.
"I um-" stop stuttering you IDIOT, your making yourself look SO DAMN STUPID.
"Something wrong Marv..?" He said.. thoughts continued to flood and didn't stop.
"..uh.." That's it. That's all you can say Marvin? Are you KIDDING me?
"Oh.. Your blushing Marv" He said, followed by a faint giggle. Whizzer is a smart boy. He knows exactly what he's doing.
"Oh shut up-" I say chuckling, I jokingly push him, but while doing so he grabs my wrist and pulls me in for a kiss..?..just like that..? That's all I had to do..? It's very short.. but very sweet.. his lips were soft and.. and i- i'm at a loss of words! Whizzer Brown kissed me...! He slid a piece of paper into my pockets and... just like that... he was off! I waited for some alone time at my locker and I carefully took out the paper and a line of numbers were printed on it...
"call me?
-xo whizzer"
I cant explain it... but the way he dotted his "I" with a heart... oh, it was the cutest thing ever..
I confidently put the paper back into my pocket and continued my day with reoccurring butterflies after everytime I thought of him... Oh.. of course i'm going to call him, or at least text him or somethinggggg.... i can't wait for tonight!
