Is he the one that got away???

Chapter 10: The new little routine

So, we started walking to get out of the school.

We finally got out of the school and while we were standing on the sidewalk we talked about homework and tomorrow classes, we said our goodbyes and each one of us took our own way home.

I was walking, alone, to my house, that is just five blocks away from school.

After 2 blocks, I felt a strange sensation, I just turned to my left side and look in the other sidewalk, getting out of a white house, at him, Andrew, standing in front of me, with a serious expression but looking at me.

Damn it, I have passed hundreds, no I correct not hundreds, thousands of times in front of this house and never have I ever seen him here before, geez.

Will this guy stop appearing in front of me? 

Shut up smarty pants!

I just turned my head back to the street, but I kept feeling his gaze over me, but I resisted, as much as I could, to turn back to look at him, thanks to God for the strength.

I like seeing him, maybe, a lot? Not sure, but I like how he looks at me, definitely yes, his eyes are on another level.

Next day I arrived perfectly on time at school, we started the day with our natural science class, nothing outstanding about the class.

The next class we had was Spanish and our teacher asked us to work on our book, she is not that strict and allows us to talk a bit among us, obviously not being that loud that she will ask for silence.

After Spanish class we received our math teacher, and he made the entire class suffer with the multiplication tables, wow that was fun, jeje.

He walked between the lines to suddenly turn, pointing to one specific student and ask, “8 X 9?”

If the student did not answer the question fast enough there was the consequence of writing the entire multiplication table of the number 8 ten times, every time you missed one question, wow I found it interesting and highly entertaining to be honest.

So, we were all paying attention and trying to answer all the questions correctly and quickly.

I did not get any table to write, so I felt happy.

We finally heard the recess bell, and the entire group released a sigh of relief, so funny, that even our strict, sober, staid teacher laughed with a small smile, the first time I saw him with a smile.

We repeated our little new routine of going to the cafeteria and then to the third section backyard.

This time when we entered the backyard Andrew was already there, resting his back on the same wall close to the stairs to get up to his classroom.

As soon as he saw me, he set his eyes on me and he smiled with a shy smile, and this time instead of ignoring it I decided, last night I talked to myself about it and apparently unconsciously I decided to return his with one of mine, I saw how he widen his eyes a little bit, maybe surprised of what just happened.

We sat on the bench, well half of it because two girls from other group were already there but we just decided to be there sharing the bench and not all thirty minutes of recess standing.

We, Andrew, and me, oh no, we are not ‘we’, but during recess I interchanged some glances with him, and it made me feel a bit self-conscious.

When the recess ended, we walked to the passageway, but I walked to the trash can that was closer to the entrance of the basketball courtyard, and I was left a little behind.

I walked back to the entrance and Andrew was still there, on the same spot he stood during the entire recess but alone, his friend was not there, and all my way back through the backyard he was looking at me and me to him.

When I almost entered the passage, I turned right for the last time and saw him clearly, looking at me, standing there and gave me a smile and I do not know what possessed me, but I gather strength or not sure what, but smiling at him I managed to tell him “Bye Andrew”, and him with his honey brown eyes wide open answer me “See you later Vanessa”.

I entered the passage and walked through it the whole way, in shock, not sure because I managed to talk to him or the thing he just said, ‘See you later Vanessa’, What did he mean by that? 

When I finally got out of there and tried not to, but I looked back and he was still there, on his side of the passage looking at me, I just smiled and continued walking. Isn’t he cute? Is he doing it with some specific purpose? 

I do not want to feel this because it is really scary.

I stopped on my classroom door and asked our social studies teacher, he scowled and nodded yes.

The rest of the classes went normal, and the day ended with nothing remarkable

We gathered our things, as usual, when the bell rang and walked out of the school. We said our goodbyes and each one of us took our own walk home.

When I passed in front of the house, I had seen him the last two days, there was no one outside, sadly I continued walking until I reached my house.

In the afternoon as I did yesterday, I sat outside of my house door and like an hour later Andrew passed in front of my house, just like yesterday, as soon as I saw him riding half block away, I started smiling, thing I noticed after he turned left on the corner, exactly as he did yesterday.

Where is he going? 

I have never seen him before, and my family have lived here for over 6 years now.