At first sight

Chapter 2

I have always scoffed at those girls who are always gushing about how as soon as they saw him, that was it for them. Well I can't exactly say I understand what they mean but if it's anything like how I am feeling right now, then I might just have understood them better. That moment I looked up and saw him standing at the door waiting for the teacher to finally notice him, for a moment there when I looked up his eyes were on me. Eyes so dark that I couldn't tell if they were black or brown from all the way here. For a moment there I felt so lost, the teacher's voice a distant noise in the background, my heart beating so fast like I had just run a marathon, then I heard a distant are you lost young man? I had to force my self to look away, though it felt li my eyes keep going back without my permission. The teacher signed his slip and asked him to introduce himself, apparently his name is Adam and he just moved here from Seattle making me wonder if he did move here willingly( I mean who would willingly move to this place, no offense to people who have lived here all their lives, though they don't know better). Now that I wasn't busy looking into his eyes, I am just noticing the rest of him. Mere looking at him, he seems to stand at about 6feet tall give and take( though I have to stand beside him to confirm that one) he has really dark hair which like his eyes can't seem to decide whether to be black or brown, he seems well toned like he hits the gym often ( goodluck finding that here, I mean I doubt this place even has a gym). He was dressed in a simple brown jeans and a checked button down shirt. He does have a light tan ( beats me how he got that in Seattle, but then it was the summer vacation so maybe he went on a vacation somewhere. Or maybe his ancestry is diluted like mine, I'd have to find out.) He has an aristocratic nose, straight and proud, and his lips, oh don't get me started on the lips. One look t them and I'm already itching to be kissed. People see me all tough and I think they automatically start imagining all the thing that I would have done, the truth is that i have only been kissed once, in ninth grade, by a guy in my grade them named John, only I discovered later that it was on a dare. Well it can be said that after I was done with him, I went on suspension number 2( why I got suspended the first time was actually totally an accident, I mean it's not like I really wanted to hit Katie's nose on purpose, she wasn't even one of the mean girls, but nobody believed me) so anyway, after I found out that John kissing me was a dare, I'd never admit it but I guess it made me a Iittle insecure. Every time guys complement me, I am always wondering if they really find me attractive foe the right reasons or they just want to be able to say they conquered the tough girl.i have built my wall so high that sometimes I feel like my hear is nothing but a chunk of ice inside of me. Somewhere inside of me, I had always been wondering if there maybe was something wrong with me, if maybe I was permanently broken ( though i' d rather die than admit it out loud). And now just one look at this guy and I would have literary been a puddle at his feet if I wasn't sitting ( that just blows, these days I'm just a walking cliche). Adam was just taking his seat when someone else walked into the class ( though more like she sashayed in) wearing heels so high they made my head hurt wondering how on earth anybody could comfortably walk in that. I didn't have to be a dress expert to know that her excuse of a dress could nothing but designer, it had that expensive look, she walked up to the teacher to hand in her own slip too, makeup perfectly done, hair just in place and her shoulders high and a haughty expression on her face like she is queen of the universe. She introduced herself as Natalie (of course I should have known with the shelshockedexpression on the faces of the other students). She made a beeline for the only empty seat left, the seat behind Adam, but her gaze was on him the whole time with a coy smile on her lips. One look at that expression and my heart just dropped into my stomach, because ofcourse the one time i actually want someone, someone like her have to come along. She looks like drama extraordinaire, and I hate drama. This just blows.