So I think you're going to have to help me!
While you're reading, if you think of a good title would you let me know???
THAT WOULD BE LOVELY.
Oh my goodness!
I should tell you about this.
So HI MY NAME IS YZ AND I HAVE BEEN A WRITING ADDICT FOR MY WHOLE LIFE!
This is my...third?...story I believe!
It's actually based on this sort of fantasy, cause I have this HUGE crush on this guy...tee hee...
and this story is kind of my fantasy of what I wish would happen with me and him.
So, of course, I put a lot of myself into the Main Character.
Also! There IS a lot of swearing in this, i've tried to edit it as much as possible, but I don't write it with the edits in, so if I didn't catch something, please know that i am sorry!
BUT ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLING!!!
With out Further Ado, i present...drum roll plleeeaaasseee.....
- The banner above was created by me! -
The clock ticked. Again. Again. Again.
People chatted around me. The same people that I had had that class with for one hundred and fifty six days.
I flipped through the pages of my book, but didn’t really feel like reading it. It was more like a prop.
The girl beside me laughed. Brittany? That was her name, wasn’t it?
I stared at the words on the page of my book. I couldn’t read any of them. I heard him laugh.
I glanced through the dark curtain that my hair created on the right side of my face. Casually pushing my hair behind my ear, I looked at him through the corner of my eye.
His face was slightly blurred because I wasn’t looking directly out of the lenses of my black, thick-framed glasses. But I could still see him.
I started at his feet, which were covered with worn, black converse. Moving my eyes up to his body, I took in the brown shorts he wore. I grinned sheepishly to myself when I got up further. He had the greatest butt. I flicked my eyes up a little more. Arm muscles strained against his sleeve in just the right way. He turned around at that moment, looking at me.
I quickly glanced down at my book, staring at the space in between the lines.
I felt anger boil in my stomach. I should have looked back. I looked over again, this time turning my head so I could see his face. He was smiling, causing deep dimples to appear in his cheeks. My knees trembled. The smile was in his eyes also. His amazing blue eyes…
Which were looking directly at me. Still joyous, though somewhat confused. I held his gaze for a moment, then looked away, cursing at my inability to look at him with the same intensity he looked at me with.
I flicked my head so that my hair fell softly back into my face. I peeked at the clock in front of me. Only a few minutes left. I straightened the books on my desk.
“Hey, Blaire…” The girl who had laughed earlier—Brittany? —said. It took me a moment to realize that she was talking about me.
Blake, I silently corrected her.
“Did you translate the frases importantes?” She asked.
“Oh…yeah. Here.” I opened up my folder and started searching for the notebook paper that held my translation. “It’s on the back, just give it back to me Monday before class.” I told her. I handed her the sheet, groaning when I saw several little sheets of paper flutter out of my folder.
I handed Brittany the sheet then shifted in my seat so that I could reach down and grab the stray papers. However, there was already someone reaching down to get them. I blinked at the head of brown hair that hinted at being red.
He handed me the sheets. I couldn’t help but stare at his hands. I also couldn’t help wondering how they would feel against my skin.
“You dropped these.” He said. I blinked at him, quickly reminding myself to breath.
“Thanks.” I muttered, taking the papers from him. He looked at me for a moment longer before turning around to talk to the group of people that he had been laughing with a second ago.
I bit the inside of my cheek and stuffed the papers into my folder.
The bell rang.
It's a tab bit short, I know, BUT WHAT DO YOU THINK!
Feedback is lovely!!!!!
Thank you all for reading!
Edited by Ari-san, 27 October 2008 - 10:12 PM.
Banner credit check