alex.

alex is prude. thats what he is. unfourtunatly, i just so happen to like him. hes that shy guy no one really talks too. hes conceded and tough...yet gentle and caring. his broad shoulders and back mucles are stunning. im terrified to talk to him. he intimidates me in every way possible. 'just talk to him you idiot' i tell myself. he was listening to music and looked really into it. bobbing his head slightly, trying not to be noticable. he looked so at peace. ok jessie, you can do this.
tommorow
when i get off the bus and into satans den, also known as school, i go into the band hall, like i do every other morning. i go into the last available practice room and set my things down. "wait!" i hear a deep voice shout. oh god please no.