Everyone stared in awe. Jealous glares, approving nods, sly smiles. All eyes were on me. I started to get nervous when I realized they weren’t stopping. I began to suspect something was wrong. Did I have pastels on my face? Food in my teeth? Did I forget a shirt? I past my reflection in a window. My long volumonous hair flowed in a shiny curtain straight down my back. I had worked all summer keeping it totally healthy, cutting only the bare minimum. I gave up junk food completely , running everyday resulting in the slim, toned body reflected back at me. The clear skin radiated youth, but the wild green eys stared back at me worried. My composure was in danger of breaking. I rushed along, clutching my books to my chest. I found a spot to spend my free hour, in the corner of the library, secluded and quiet to asses my thoughts. I sat in the large plush chair, pulling my knees to my chest. Wishing for my mind to be elsewhere, I threw myself into my schoolwork. I finished only too soon, even after double checking each problem.
I had thought that things would be perfect now. My view of myself is better, but people still talk, the gossip. But why? I dont know. The need drama to survive? Their lives are too boring without it?I don’t know. I really don’t. All I know is that I changed for myself. Not for them. Sure, I get more attention, from both guys and girls. Some “good”, some bad. Who ever said I even want the attention? I don’t. I don’t want to be the center of attention! Parts of me have been torn apart, put back together, only to be crushed once again. I have worked only too hard to let myself break. It takes too long to put myself back together.
The bell broke me from my stupor and I headed to class. It turns out I’m late.My teacher doesn’t even give me a second look, he doesn’t care that I’m tardy. Good. The less attentionI get right now the better. Still some heads turn at my arrival. one in particualr catches my eye. He studies me, trying to memorize my face, everything. why? is he trying to find some flaw to point out just as so many others have? No, I don’t think that. his eyes are too sincere. We lock eyes for just a moment as I lower into my seat. He gave me a small smile that fills me with warmth. I try to return the smile, but I’m too mesmorized with his. Our locked gaze was brocken by our teachercalling him to answer a question. He rises to the board and I can’t help butnotice the muscles in his back, his strong hands. i couldn’t stop the longing for them to hold me. Once again, He caught my eye. Embarrassed and flushed, I looked down at my hands, subconsiously twirling my pencil on my desk. We were instructed to begin reading our novel, and not wanting to deal with this hipnotizing boy, I flew through six chapters. The bell rang loud, startling me. One more class and I can go home.
Since we were swimming in gym class, the hour went by quickly. All of the other girls rushed, wanting to to meet up with their friends and start the weekend early. I took my time, rinsing the chlorine from my hair, applying lotion, combing through my tangled locks. I dressedagain in my jeans and loose sweater. I grabbed my bag and let the heavy door slam behind me. The chilly November air send shivers through my body. I almost didn’t see him coming. The cloudy sky made the shadows darker, more menacing. They concealed him as he turned the corner. he stood in front of me, clutching an envelope in his hand. The cool wind blew my damp hair in my face. He brushed a few strands from my cheeks, and my sweater fell from one shoulder, exposing me. his warm fingers traced my collar bone, making me warm, and making my cheeks flushed with color. A knowing look flickered in his eyes. He inched closer to my face, making my breathing more rapid. He restedhis cheek against mine. His breath grazed my ear and he traced his lips down my neck, retracing where his fingers were previously. He gave my neck one warm soft kiss before he brought his face level with mine. Without breaking our gaze he slipped the envelope into my hand and left me with one swift wink.
I know the tenses aren’t always correct, but im still fixing it! Please give me feedback!
this was actually based off a dream I had(: