Loves Me Not?

Chapter 2: Bored already…

Remember when I wrote that my excitement about the new school year was meant to be short lived? Well, barely two weeks into the first trimester and it’s already gone. Poof. As if it never existed. Magic.

These days my alarm clock seems to be madly in love with snooze and who am I to keep two lovers apart? So, sadly, I am forced to get up later than I intend to. It’s not that I want to sleep more. No, don’t even let that vile thought cross your wicked mind.

Anyway, going to school is still better than spending my time at home. At least there I can see Tyler and my friends. The difference between him and my girls is that at least they are aware of my existence, while Tyler does not even know that I attend the same school or that I am at the same class with his sister Avery. (Well, if I am to be honest, at the beginning I had not even realized she was his sister, but that's a story for another day and I wouldn’t like to kill the plot just yet).

It may sound as if I am complaining but truthfully I am not. Though one part of me would like for him to acknowledge me, the most dominant part is relieved that he doesn’t. What good would it do me anyway?

It’s just that sometimes the two years I am in love with him grow heavy on my heart and let’s just face it; what sane person does not want their love to be reciprocated? I am not a fool. I know I stand no chance, that’s why I have long settled for watching him from afar. He is gorgeous anyway.

Pathetic as it may seem, it is my favorite pastime and thank God I got plenty of it. You see, our school is not really that big; it only has two floors. The ground floor generally accommodates the first three grades of high school and the top floor the three last. However, one of their classrooms is located on our floor and the restaurant and playground is around here too, so I get many chances to get a glimpse of him.

The bell rings at the same time for all of us which is another bless in disguise. The older kids usually come down to spend their break and I see him, always laughing with his friends. He has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen and I am not saying that because I am completely in love with him. Ask any girl with a good taste and they will tell you all the same even if he is not their type.

“You'll go blind by staring so much" Nicky murmured to my ear.

“You’re one to talk" I retorted.

“I don’t know what you are talking about"

“Yeah, right"

She did know but was playing dumb and I was not in the mood to pursue the matter right now, so I just let it slip and focused on the task at hand; watch Tyler playing football.

His class had PE at this hour while ours was free as the Math’s professor had called in sick. Since I both hate Math and suck at it in the same time I almost started jumping up and down when we were told that we were free of it for the day. My joy doubled up when I realized I had a chance to see Tyler as well.

The moment the bell rang I dragged Nicky to a window with a view of the football field and started doing what I was best at. Tyler watching (I could say stalking but that would be too harsh). Normally, the grumpiest of my friends would not miss a chance to b***h about it but since she had a special interest that happened to be where mine was, she zipped it and stayed with me while the rest of our classmates were roaming around the school getting into all sorts of trouble.

Thankfully the spot we occupied, held no attraction to anybody else and we remained there unbothered until Nicky relapsed and started complaining that is.

“Come on, enough for now. Let's go sit somewhere. My feet are hurting" she whined.

“What are you, 80?” I snickered rolling my eyes.

Truth was that my feet felt slightly numb from standing still for almost half an hour but I just ignored it.

“No, I am a normal fifteen year old but obviously love gives super powers to lovestruck brunettes" she shot back while she started going down the stairs.

After a last glance at Tyler, I followed her with a sigh. We decided to go and wait for the girls to come down after their class.

It was not even that funny. It was the truth. Even I could not stand all that smoke every time I went in to take a piss.

Needless to say, I lighted up the cigarette as soon as we were out of sight. I did not care much about detention or being expelled for a couple of days but my mom would be disappointed and my dad would have another reason to pick a fight just to tell me what a big failure I am. The bloody bastard takes full advantage of the fact I keep my mouth shut for the time being just to maintain some semblance of harmony in our crumbling household.

Before I knew it, I was on my second cigarette and the guys were giving me funny looks. s**t!

“The f**k you are looking at?” I barked at them and they took a step back.

They knew nothing about my family matters. Nothing concrete at least. I had told them I was not in good terms with my father but it didn’t shock them. Each had his problems and we did not find it necessary to elaborate more than we had to.

“Easy man" Hector said soothingly.

“Yeah, chill Ty! You are too tense lately"

Before I had time to even curse at them, the bell rang. Luck was on their side.