Craving him: The beginning of us

01- First Day Of Senior Year

Chapter 1
First day Of Senior Year!
Arielle King

September 1, 2020
I woke up in the morning to my brother yelling from my door, "get up! You are going to be late". He bangs on the door one more time before I hear his footsteps heading away from the door and into the kitchen. Ugh, I wish I could be late to my stupid prep school. Why did I have to go to prep school with snobby, rich kids? I should be excited, but the feeling that something going to change keeps nagging at me.

I groaned while getting up from my bed. My room was a small office space with a fireplace. I painted the wall blue and added a desk for school to make it more like a bedroom. I chose this room because I didn't really need a lot of space. I like the idea of having a little space. Another voice comes from the kitchen. It echoes in my head. I think "Blaine". Making me wonder if I would want to face him.

I grabbed my uniform, already laid out for me on my desk. The bathroom was all the way to the other side of the house. I walked out of my room. Blaine was leaning on the wall next to the fridge, playing on his phone. He barely noticed me walking by. Did I want him to notice me? stupid stop thinking like this, of course you don't. 

I take my clothes to the shower with me, I always get dressed in the bathroom because it's warm. The sink is a dark granite color, with two huge mirrors hanging on the wall. I opened the glass door and step into the bathroom. It's crazy how I always feel weird when I do.

I washed my hair and clean my body. I let the water come down on me like it could wash away the feelings in my stomach all the bad feelings. After, I put on my school girl outfit. It was basically a white, navy blue and yellow pleated skirt with a blue jacket with the school's logo on it and a white shirt button up under. The price of being in prep school is wearing a short skirt so guys could sexualize us more than they do.

I walked out into the kitchen to find my brother making sandwiches on the island "I can't find my white knee-" I stop talking when I look over to see Blaine. He still was leaning on the wall behind him. Blaine was my brother's best friend, they have been friends since grade school, and I had a crush on him ever since then. He looks back up at me slowly with a smirk on his face and bites down on his lips. My anxiety rises and I feel a knot in my stomach, I look away fast.

I could feel him smiling at me, I'm almost tempted to look back at him. In his deep voice he said, "Hey Elle," I turned to look at him, his eyes looked me up and down. I rolled my eyes at him pretending it didn't faze me. Nervousness hit me, making me unable to speak correctly. He was the only one who called me Elle, and that annoyed me and he knew it too.

Blaine was about like 6"3 tall, his hair was short black and curly. He dressed like he was from the 90's with his flannel shirt opened exposing his graphic tee shirts. On the left side of his nose was a piercing but he liked to move it from left to right at times. He has a tattoo of a hummingbird on his neck that he just got this summer.

My brother interrupts our staring at each other and I turn my attention to him avoiding Blaine's eyes on me. I could tell he was trying to be protective. He turned from a smile to protective mood quickly "No. Check in the drier" he said distracted. He looks over at Blaine and says "and stop eye fucking my sister Blaine" and turns back to me "hurry up you are going to be late for your first day!".

I ran into the laundry room, luckily the laundry room was right next near the kitchen. I opened the door and looked through a pile of clothes on the floor. I found my socks and put them on while walking to my room to get my purse. I almost stumbled onto the floor in front of both of them. I could hear Blaine chuckling from my room.