Turning Away From The Path Chosen

Rosalina

Rosalina

I have been seeing the same kid after school. Four days in a row. From what I know and heard about him, he's a bit shy but yet he sits with the football players. He sits next to me in two classes and seems to be distracted every time we're next to each other. 

After school I noticed that he watches me take out my aggression when he's distracted from his book. I sort of admire his persistence but I don't understand why he's only like that with me. I've seen some girls eyeing him but it's like I'm his target. 

I don't like the fact that I'm getting comfortable with him. He could be working for them. I've been running for too long to be caught. Especially by some boy I don't even know. I don't need distractions and I certainly will not let them catch me off guard, by using a boy.

I also don't like how he makes me feel. Whenever he's around I feel like I'm losing control and restraint. I have been mastering control for as long as I can remember and I don't understand why only he seems to have such power over me.

He's already made me do stupid things. Like on Monday. It was the first time he saw me punching and kicking the tree that I have claimed as mine. As I was leaving I noticed that he stupidly forgot his homework. I don't know what came over me but something told me that he really cares about his studies so I felt like I had to help him out. I already completed my homework in class as the teacher was dismissing us, and since we have the same classes but a different schedule, I figured it wouldn't really bother me.

The look on his face when he saw all his work done the next day was adorable and full of relief. He's pretty cute but again I can't get distracted. Emotions typically get people like me captured. 

Present

My eyes quickly flutter open when I hear another roaring noise. God, I hate thunderstorms. Even though my exterior and most of my interior are tough, storms bring me back to a past I'm still moving on from. My past was full of black and grey skies. I'd rather not relive any of it. Not even the smallest bit.

'Since when are these gym chairs so comfortable?' I questioned.

Taking in my surroundings, I notice a hand on my waist and a sleepy looking face resting on my shoulder. I realize I'm sitting on his lap from when I freaked out and I guess I fell asleep afterwards. 

'Looks like he did too,' I thought.

He has his hair lazily dangling from his face in the cutest way possible. Not wanting him to wake up and catch me admiring his features I place my head back on his broad chest and try to relax.

3 hours later

Suddenly, he shifts in his sleep and his eyes began to open. The moment he sees me he smiles. The storms haven't stopped but his breathtaking smile seems to brighten up the room. It's the kind of smile that makes you feel like you're the only person that matters in that moment. The kind of smile that makes your heart skip not one or even two but three beats, because your heart is racing that fast. 

Giving him a small smile in return, I hide my face in his chest so he can't see the affect he has on me. Abruptly, I hear the gym doors burst open and I jerk my head at the sight still holding onto him. It's Principle Andy and two other teacher by his side. 

Principle Andy begins to quiet everyone down and then begins to speak.

"Students, unfortunately due to the tropical storm, we are going to have to stay here until it's over." 

Most students begin to groan and complain, but once again Principle Andy commands everyone settle down. Once the gym was silent he began speaking a second time.

"According to the weather reports it may be like this for a couple of days. I understand you all would like to go home but it's times like this that we have to stick together as a one. We will set up sleeping arrangements around the gym and other secure classrooms. We do have food but we must be considerate. We don't really know how long we will be here nor do we know if the food we have  will be enough so please be moderate. Lunch will be distributed in about 15 minutes."

Then he walked out the door while a few female teachers swooned over his little speech. I don't know why they publicly show their attraction towards him. Yes, he's good-looking and he's young, I mean, for God's sake, he's only 30 years old! I get where they are coming from but showing attraction so desperately like that? Might as well write "no dignity" on their foreheads. 

Suddenly, a hand give me a little squeeze on my hip, grabbed my attention. I move my gaze up and I see him. Eyes twinkling and all. He looks away, a bit embarrassed I saw him eyeing me, and clears his throat with a slight smile. 

Turning back to me, his eyes are glittering with concern now, and he asks, "Are you alright?" Probably referring to earlier.

 I nodded in response.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

I just looked away, trying not to trust him even though I feel I'm already giving in.

He places his index finger under my chin and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, as he gazes into my deep blue eyes.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm Alexander. I'm new if you didn't know. I just wanted to know you a bit better." he assured gently. "We also do sit together in two classes, so I was kinda hoping we could be friends?"  he whispered.

I stared into his heavenly grey eyes. The same grey eyes which have those beautiful green specks, making him seem even more charming. Even more desiring. Even more tempting. 

Getting my head out of the gutter, I contemplated whether I should agree to being friends. Usually when this situation came up I would always, always, without question deny this offer. Which is why I'm typically alone. I generally don't know what makes me want to have any relation to him. I figured I should give him a chance just to see how it goes. If I suspect anything, even a bit off I'll cut off all ties. Shouldn't be hard at all.

I nodded, showing I was in agreement of starting a friendship. 

'God I hope this doesn't bite me in the ass later on.' I thought.

The brightest smile I've seen yet formed on his adorable face, and I couldn't help but smile too. Not a fake smile. Not a forced smile. But a true genuine smile. Something that hasn't happened in a very long time.

The temperature started to drop, making goosebumps trail all over me. Especially my legs since I'm wearing shorts. Alex noticed this and so he began rubbing his hands up and down my calf and my back. 

I smile gratefully and he returns the gesture. These small acts of affection like this that make it hard to resist him. I don't even know if I want to anymore. I'm getting these feelings about him so quickly and I barely know him!

A few minutes later the teachers began handing out blankets and snacks. A large blanket covers us both, surrounding us with warmth, and making me more comfortable. Alex and I shared a chocolate muffin and sub sandwich. I also had a naked mango smoothie while he had a bottle of water. 

After we finished eating he showed me his phone, held out his ear plugs and asked if I wanted to listen to some music. I guess he noticed that after we ate I started getting antsy again, with all the loud booming of the storm. I suppose he's trying to distract me again which I couldn't be more grateful for. 

Once again I nodded in response, and he handed me one ear plug while he put the other in his ear. He began searching Spotify and clicked a playlist named chill. He closed his eyes and just as he did a soft song began to play. I looked at his phone and saw that the song was called "Yellow Lights by Harry Hudson." As I listened contently, I glanced up at Alex and smiled gently. 

Slowly, I lifted up my hand and moved the fallen hair away from his face. His eyes fluttered open and once again I'm met with the most captivating eyes I've ever come across. I began to cuddle more into his arms, when he tightened his hold on me and brought me closer to his warmth. So close our faces were a few inches apart. He kissed my forehead softly and gave me a small smile, which then encouraged me to say what I said next.

"Rosalina"