Just Beautiful

Chapter 7

Did I ever mention that detention is the most boringest (is that even a word??) place in the world. EVER!! believe it or not, I would much rather be in class than in this room with a creepy old teacher who stares at this poor girl in the front row.

Shortly after I take a seat in the back row, a boy strolls in. Golden blonde floppy hair, sparkling blue eyes, charming smile, the works. I could see the poor girl in the front row swooning over him the moment he walked in.
She pretended to drop her pencil and slid off the chair gracefully. She made sure to attract his attention by bending over unashamedly putting her butt on display from underneath her miniskirt which seemed ten sizes too small.

I inwardly scoffed at her lack of dignity. Like how could people just offer themselves to others this easily? I've never had a boyfriend and I'm pretty sure I never will. I'll just grow old and live in an old cottage at the end of the woods with my 50 odd cats to keep me company.

Sounds like a plan.

My focus was on the little situation in the front row, I mentally cringed at the sight of the creepy teacher looking at the girl. Looks like she attracted the wrong attention.
The boy didn't even glance at the chick in the front row, keeping his eyes on me, he confidently walked all the way to the back row and took a seat next to me.

Okay, just act natural. I thought to myself. Hot guy next to me, don't go over board.

I kept my head down and scribbled on the page in front of me ingnoring the beautiful face from beside me looking in my direction. After about 2 minutes of him staring at me, I dropped my pencil and looked up at him, raising an eyebrow in the process. He smirked at my actions but he stopped when he noticed me staring into his eyes.
His eyes.
Are beautiful.
Deep oceans mixed with dense forests flecked with a tinge of a golden/ hazel colour. Man. His eyes are the type of eyes you could just stare at all day, get engaged in its colours, emotions, feelings.

After I just noticed that I had been staring him for a big too long he smirked once again.
"Like what you see?"
Startled by how straight forward he was I let out a sound that was in between a cough and a hiccup and tried to change the subject.
"Why were you staring at me?" I managed to stutter out.

I am extremely socially awkward when it comes to hot guys, any guys at that. It's just that in all my years, I never really put myself out there. So that kinda resulted in me moving schools.

"Did I tell you that you were beautiful?"

"Wha, um, no, err-"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I did" he said with a slight smile, he seemed somewhat deep in thought.

"Oh... you did?"

Who's ever told me that I was beautiful?

The note. The note!

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Cheesy ass chapter. Promise there'll be better ones to come!