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Post by Annabelle Black on Nov 25, 2009 18:30:00 GMT -5
I walked up to Kaylee's door at 6:30 in the morning. My eyes could barely stay open long enough for me to even comprehend anything. I decided it was much too early for this shit. I sat on the door step and sent a text up to her, knowing she would get it instantly. A few minutes later I heard her footsteps on the stairs that were near her doorway and the front door opened. She gave me a brief smile before following me down the street. I linked my arm with hers and we talked randomly on the walk to school. As we walked in, we ran into our friend Helana who was carrying handfuls of Homecoming Queen posters. We laughed at her but helped her bring them in and even super glue them to the walls. We all wandered to the cafeteria where the early students talked in a noisy hum that I tried to block out. Kaylee dragged me by the arm to the doors leading outside as we found the one she really wanted to see today. As she walked to him to talk and....probably kiss, my eyes wandered to someone I hadn't seen before. He was tall and dressed in all black and absolutely beautiful. I stared after him until Kaylee called my name. I followed her with Zach back inside. I took one last look back at mr. dreamy, wondering who he was....
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Post by kristi on Nov 25, 2009 19:56:46 GMT -5
Not trying to seem obvious in my curiosity for what held her attention so hypnotically, i tried to focus on Zach but her indistractable attention from what i couldn't decide made it nearly impossible to focus on him and what he was saying. Something had her enthralled by itself, but what the fuck was it? I wondered, my befuddled state must have shown on my face because Zach was right there waving his arms around trying to wake me from my wondering haze. "Hey you still here? Whats goin' on?" Zach asked a little irritated. "Uh, yea i'm here, and nothing is goin' on, just tryin' to think some things through." "Uh huh... You wanna talk about some of those things?" he asked. "No, i'm good, but thanks anyway. I'll figure it out on my own..." "Ok, what ever you say babe." he said as we started to head to class. "Hey! Anna! Come on, we're gonna be late." I yelled back to my friend in her wondering, befuddled state. She shook her head, a if she we're waking up, and yelled, "yea, i'm comin' Kaylee!" She hurried to my side, apologizing a thousand and one times for her... curiosity consuming her and making us late. "Jeez, forget it Anna, its no big deal. I promise its not the first time we'll be late, or the last, no fears ok?" i reasured her. "Ok." she said. Whatever demanded her focus n curiosity was clearly still consuming her thoughts. This was something big, and I had no clue what was happening...
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Post by Annabelle Black on Nov 25, 2009 20:20:10 GMT -5
All through out our first block I couldn't stop thinking about the guy I'd seen. I was sure I'd never seen him around before but there he was.. I wondered if I imagined him. I wanted to asked Kaylee if she saw him too but I didn't want her to know that I was swooning over someone that might not even exist. I spaced through the reading of Macbeth and when the teacher called on me my head snapped up. People giggled around me and I read the question in my book quickly. "I think Lady Macbeth was more responcible because Macbeth was weak on his own and wouldn't have even really thought of it were it not for his dearly beleloved." I answered with a smirk. More giggles were heard around me as Ms. Whats-her-face's smirk dropped. Kaylee laughed and I winked at her. No one had expected me to be able to answer a question like that.The bell soon rang and we all got up quickly, rushing out of the classroom. As I hurried off to my theatre class I saw the guy again. This time Kaylee saw him too. "Oh my damn, there he is..." I said as if we knew each other. She stared at me wide eyed. "Do you know that god over there?" She asked and I shook my head. "No, but I'm going to." I said with a smirk. She laughed again and we walked to drama. I noticed with excitement that he was in our class too. Ms. Mungo greeted him with her overly enthusiastic tone. He moved to sit in the back a row away from me. I watched him as every other girl in the room did as he sat down and stared at nothing in particular. "Everybody, this is Johnathan. Make him feel welcome." She said and I smiled at Kaylee. "I'll be sure to." She grinned at me. "Can I help?" She whispered back and we bursted into a fit of giggles.
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Post by kristi on Nov 26, 2009 21:06:14 GMT -5
So after an interesting beginning to an interestingly dramatic class to begin with, Anna and I were passing notes back and fourth. We mostly were talking about how hot Jonathan was. Anna's sincere interest in him made me realize, he must have been what held her attention so so vividly this morning. The thought of her pining over some guy was a little bit shocking, she was never one to fawn over a guy. There must be something incredibly special about this guy. Coming to this realization I decided to write her a note about it, my curiosity coursing through my head while waiting for her reply. Regretably the bell rang before class ended and Anna rushed out to try and say something to Jonathan and I didnt have a chance to catch her before she disappeared into the endless sea of highschool teenagers scrambling in between one another to get to where ever it was they were going.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Nov 26, 2009 22:26:40 GMT -5
I hurried out of the class after Johnathan but as I got outside the door I saw another girl walk up to him. I froze in my place and looked her over. She was gothic like him and absolutely sexy. Not to mention new. She wore this beautiful black dress that ended at her knees and was covered in lace. Her hair was black and long but not in a fake way. Her eyes were a bright blue and as I looked between the two of them, I realized they must be related. She gave him a big smile then linked her arm in his. After a moment I think she noticed me staring and glanced over. She looked at me curiously and for some reason I couldn't look away. She smiled and that made him turn to look too. I looked up at him and thought I may fall over. His eyes were the brightest green I'd ever seen, his skin was pale, and his lips...I felt myself get dizzy. I saw Kaylee come up beside me out of the corner of my eye and the two turned away to go to their next class. I looked at Kaylee. "Holy hell...I think I'm in love." I told her with a smile.
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Post by kristi on Nov 26, 2009 23:03:46 GMT -5
“Oh yea? In love with who?” I asked her. She answered with one word, “Jonathan.” “Are you fucking kidding me Anna? Really? You don’t even know this bastard, he could be a rapist, or a drug addict, or worse.” I said, with a harsher, intense tone than I intended. “Yea, I’m dead serious. I don’t know how to explain it, I jus looked at him, in his eyes, it was just indescribable.” “And again I ask. Are you fucking kidding me?” “God, Kaylee, why are you being such a bitch about this?!” I sighed, “Damn, you’re right, I’m sorry. I’m being a bitch when instead I should be supporting you and throwing myself into this new drama.” I had to laugh at the last part of my response to her. I guess she thought so too because she laughed with me. “So!” I said as I linked arms with her dragging her down the hall towards our next classes, “what’re we going to do about Mr. dream guy? Huh?” I asked her, in a joking manner. “I have not a damn clue. All I know is I gotta know him, learn who he is, and make him mine.” She said, complete honesty clearly shown through her eyes. Just as she said that the bell rang, I gave her a quick hug and rushed to my class. My ignorant, subliminal minded teacher was oblivious to my tardiness. The poor imbecile was asleep at his desk while pure chaos ran through his class. No surprise Zach was sketching at his desk. I walked over and sat in the desk next to him. “So, why are you so late today?” he asked, exasperating today to imply how many times I really am late to class everyday. “New guy drama I just couldn’t walk away from.” I answered, and we both laughed. “You know, its ok to text in class, as long as you’re smart enough not to get caught. And if you figure that out, then you can text all this fascinating gossip about this mysterious guy during class, instead of being late.” He told me. Most of him was joking, but part of him was serious in this statement, and I didn’t know why it bugged him that I was almost always late to class.
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