Expiring

~Chapter 2~

After tussling and turning for several hours, I finally get out of bed at around 7am. I get into the shower and get ready for school. I take a bit longer to pick out clothes because I've already decided, if I have 6 months left in my life, then I might as well enjoy them and live to the fullest. After dressing, I prepare breakfast for myself. I decided to prepare pancakes because they're simple and yet fulfilling. After breakfast, I get in my car and drive to school. I take time to notice the trees, breathe the fresh and and all in all take in everything around me. The thought of death is really scary and well I have to live with the fact that I won't be living for much longer. I park my car in my usual sport and get down. I go over to the my locker and hope for something to happen or even just give me a chance to make some sort of friend. Deep down, feel like I'm just lying to myself about this whole making a mark thing and that I can be special. I feel like I'm only telling myself that so I'll feel like there's still some things I can do before I die. I'm still talking in my head when someone bumps into me. I know she's in my grade because I've seen her in a few of my classes but I can't exactly remember her name. She has long brown curly hair that match perfectly with her mix of brown and black eyes. Damn. My subconscious mutters and for once, I agree with him. "Sorry, I'm in a rush to get to class." She tells me and I nod. I want to say something but I can't. For the first time in a very long time, I feel nervous around someone. Normally I can just be the kind of guy to not really care to engage in conversation with people giving me a sort of I don't give a f**k attitude. She stands in front of me for a second more before walking away in the direction of the science lab. I mentally slap myself for not being able to say anything to her while she was there. I spend a few more minutes getting my books for the locker and take a look at my timetable only to realize that I have science first which is coincidentally the same class she has. Note to self: Get her name. I open the door to the science lab and almost immediately, all the heads turn towards me due to the fact that I'm about 20 minutes late. "Mr. Alvaro you're late." The teacher Mr. Grey says loud enough that I'm sure even someone on the soccer field would have heard. "I'm sorry sir." Is all I say as I walk to my normal seat at the back of the class. Normally, in science class, I pay full attention and answer most of the questions but today was different. I wasn't focused at all because my gaze was trained on a particular someone whose name I'm yet to know. "What is the oxidation state of Copper in CuO Mr. Alvaro?" Mr Gray asks me. If it were a topic we had already learned, I'm sure I would have been able to come up with an answer but today, we happen to be doing a new topic I haven't studied yet so all I can do is sit there and play dumb. I can see Mr. Grey desperately trying to keep his anger in check. I feel bad honestly because I've never seen him angry. Truth be told, Mr. Grey was most likely angry because I was his favorite student. Of course most teachers will never tell a class who their favorite student is but Mr. Grey happened to be a very straightforward man who says things exactly how he sees them and is not worried about hurting anybody's feelings. I liked that about him and do my best to emulate it whenever I even get a chance to. I apologize for my behavior and do my best to pay attention to the rest of the class but to no avail. I've not even said a word to this girl and she's already filling up my thoughts. It scares me how I'm already falling for a girl that I have never spoken to and the only time she even spoke to me was because she bumped into me while walking. The bell snaps me out of my reverie and I get up and more or less dash out of the class. I have Math next and I'm happy for it because it happens to be my favorite subject. I reach my class after about a minute because it's located on the floor above the one I was on. The class is empty when I get there because most of the other students are probably talking in the hallways before they finally come to class. I take my seat at the front of the class and pull out my notebook to solve a few questions on the topic we're currently on. After like 5 minutes more, the other students begin to file into the class with most of them still smiling or laughing from conversations they probably had before they got to the class. I never really noticed my classmates because I don't talk to any of them so it is until I see the girl that bumped into me on the hallway making her way to her sit that I realized that she's probably in my class. I'm thrilled by this recent discovery and I try to be as neutral as I can be but I can't help when a small smile makes its way to my lips. "Today we'll be working in groups." Our mathematics teacher, Mrs. Charlotte tells us. "The first group will be Eliott and Elara." She announces to the class. As soon as I process the words, I'm unable to hear whatever Mrs. Charlotte says next because my mind is only able to focus on the two things at the moment. The first being that her name is Elara and the second that she's going to be my partner for the class today. I breathe in hoping that I'll be able to control myself and speak to Elara. After a few more minutes, every one changes seats to go and sit with their partners and I begin to feel nervous as I notice her walking towards me. I take in another breath and this one helps me calm down. "Hi." She says almost as soon as she sits down with a smile on her face and I can't help but notice the cute little dimple on her left cheek when she smiles. This is going to be a long class. My subconscious says and in this moment, I couldn't agree with him more. After staring at her for a few seconds more, I'm able to mouth a small hi back and we begin our task. We finish the task early and to prevent sitting in an akward silence, I ask her a few questions about herself. It turns out we have a lot in common. She likes to read books, listen to music and play sports. She even plays video games which I find rare and cute. She tells me how she never thought I'd be the kind of person to do all of these things based on the fact that she has never seen me speak to any of our classmates in a life. I'm suprised she has even noticed I existed before today. We continue talking about random things when the bell goes. "f**k you bell." I mutter under my breath as I leave the class with a smile plastered on my face. That was nice I tell myself as I head to my next class.