Beginning
All the three years since i have been going to western high school, i never saw him. I guess its true that the eye catch what it wants. If someone were to ask me If i see myself falling for him, No would be answer to everything that related to him.He was type of guy who was shy, introvert and always never care about anyone's attention, mostly high school term would identify him as a nerd.
It was last year of high school which meant i was a senior. I was ready to leave this dump since each corner of the hallway was filled with gossiper, attention seeker and cheerleaders. I was type of person is who is popular and unpopular. I knew everything and associate with every high school ladder from the popular to unpopular. I was an undecided group.
The first period was hell. Since the teacher decided to teach and i was up all night watching shows. I decided to sleep on back of the corner of the class since the teacher was running late. The tap on my desk was what wake me up.
The he was. His black eye that shine like a sparkle gem, a short black hair which brings out the scar on his forehead and the blue shirt which complements his appearance sitting beside me.
"wake up, the teacher is here".
His voice was like music to my ear which I wanted to hear every time.
"thanks" I reply while stretching myself.
I was curious to know his name so I paid extra attention to the attendance just to know his name. If someone asked me " do you see you self dating while in high school before i met him" it was always no. But something changed I wanted to know more about him.