I’m 17 and just started a new school, possibly the most daunting experience of my life as i have no friends, spend my lunch time sitting alone, joining clubs i have no interest in, faintly hoping someone will acknowledge my existence and finally falling for a beautifully tall, perfectly scruffy, guy named Dylan, and possibly making life long enemies with his...girlfriend.
Firstly i don’t/haven’t/proberly wont again post my love life (or lack of it) online, but as I’m alone on Valentine’s Day i believe it to be only right for me to do something other than keep on checking the for mentioned ‘object of lust’s’ Facebook page.
Back to the point: Friday; good day, i haven’t yet tripped over yet, I’m wearing killer heels and the shortest skirt in my wardrobe and i feel generally good apart from maybe my hair could stop being all messy and generally sh*t. BUT, this was a ruined by being paired with Dylan in photography class. He’s a year older than me, very good looking, has amazing hands and skinny, little, incredibly awkwardly shy ME, has to make conversation and talk! I rarely talk at the best of times. Already late to class i shift into the only free spot next to him in the faint hope i would just self implode there and then so i wouldn’t have to go through an hour of hell.
He glares at me, i notice little freckles pepper across he’s flawless face, he’s brown curls bouncing from under a black beanie (who wouldn’t fall for a guy that wears a beanie?!) Jawline to die for, a perfect nose and emerald green eyes ‘We should stay back after class..decide what to do for this project ’ he says. Voice perfect.
I nod
he smirks
I flutter my eyelashes and turned to the front, in an ‘I’m totally cool with the whole situation ‘ way.
The previously stated ‘after class’ was fine, i inhaled deep breaths and eventually decided to direct him on how to take cool photos on a disposable, I was chating away and he was laughing at the right times. all dandy.
Until he decided to gently press he’s slightly plump lips against mine. For a minute....or two.
And just as i was processing it all, he pushed me away, apologized, gathering he’s books and sauntered out the classroom to leave me in a frozen state of ‘WHAT THE HELL’.
Now he avoids me at all costs, he frowns when i dare to look in his line of sight and he seems to hate my guts. What do i do? He’s a cool guy and we were getting on before! He seems to really dislike me. Bu surly people don’t go round kissing other people. =S help.
Sorry for the essay lol.
Firstly i don’t/haven’t/proberly wont again post my love life (or lack of it) online, but as I’m alone on Valentine’s Day i believe it to be only right for me to do something other than keep on checking the for mentioned ‘object of lust’s’ Facebook page.
Back to the point: Friday; good day, i haven’t yet tripped over yet, I’m wearing killer heels and the shortest skirt in my wardrobe and i feel generally good apart from maybe my hair could stop being all messy and generally sh*t. BUT, this was a ruined by being paired with Dylan in photography class. He’s a year older than me, very good looking, has amazing hands and skinny, little, incredibly awkwardly shy ME, has to make conversation and talk! I rarely talk at the best of times. Already late to class i shift into the only free spot next to him in the faint hope i would just self implode there and then so i wouldn’t have to go through an hour of hell.
He glares at me, i notice little freckles pepper across he’s flawless face, he’s brown curls bouncing from under a black beanie (who wouldn’t fall for a guy that wears a beanie?!) Jawline to die for, a perfect nose and emerald green eyes ‘We should stay back after class..decide what to do for this project ’ he says. Voice perfect.
I nod
he smirks
I flutter my eyelashes and turned to the front, in an ‘I’m totally cool with the whole situation ‘ way.
The previously stated ‘after class’ was fine, i inhaled deep breaths and eventually decided to direct him on how to take cool photos on a disposable, I was chating away and he was laughing at the right times. all dandy.
Until he decided to gently press he’s slightly plump lips against mine. For a minute....or two.
And just as i was processing it all, he pushed me away, apologized, gathering he’s books and sauntered out the classroom to leave me in a frozen state of ‘WHAT THE HELL’.
Now he avoids me at all costs, he frowns when i dare to look in his line of sight and he seems to hate my guts. What do i do? He’s a cool guy and we were getting on before! He seems to really dislike me. Bu surly people don’t go round kissing other people. =S help.
Sorry for the essay lol.