In My Eyes
Leo's Pov
The sun was glinting through the windows of the Ocean Park hospital hotel as I smiled to myself, somewhat wistfully, and looked through the pile of hats my sister had sent me. A baseball cap, a bowler, what else? She was so ridiculous sometimes but that only reminded me more of why I loved her and missed her. I tried on the bowler, looking at my reflection in the windows. God, I looked ridiculous! I caught sight of a girl outside. She had long brown hair and she was looking at me. When she caught me staring at her she blushed and turned away. I was puzzled. Who was this girl? She took a few tentative steps inside, seeming to regain her composure as she did so.
'Admittedly it's not my best look,' I called out to her, feigning confidence. For some reason my throat felt dry and my stomach felt fluttery. I never feel like this. I'm used to attention cos, y'know, girls like the big 'sports star.'
'It's just a little small,' she replied, sounding bemused. God, she was pretty. A white sweater, two sizes too big and tartan print jeans.
'My sister just sent me all these, I think this one might even be hers,' I laughed nervously as I took the bowler hat off. Why did I think that was funny? Luckily enough, she laughed along with me.
'I'm Leo,' I uttered, reaching across to shake her hand.
'Emma,' she replied. I saw a white bracelet on her right wrist as she took my hand in her own dainty one. White stood for the eating disorder clinic, I registered. She seemed to become aware of the band as I saw it, pulling back her wrist and furtively pulling her sleeve down. All of her confidence seemed to be gone and she had nothing to say, seemingly. I handed her the hat to ease the tension. Laughing she tried it on. I couldn't help but look at her with admiration. She looked so cute, all button nose and big eyes. She smelled like lilies...
Woah, Leo, woah. Too much. You don't like her! You don't even know her! Say something.. anything!
'Looks way better on you,' I smiled, meaning every word. But she giggled, eyes scrunching up…
I wrinkled my nose at the memory. The first time I had met Emma... well I didn't know she was this huge know-it-all, annoying nerd, thinking she was better than everyone else, with her perfect appearance and her librarian style. She is just… ugh. My mission now was to make sure she hates me. At that moment, she was talking to the class, her clear, high voice piercing my head as I tried to take a few minutes nap. She was talking about Shakespeare or some other crap like that. I didn't think her voice could've gotten any more annoying... guess I was wrong. I was pretty much the only person awake for that matter. Yawning, I screwed up a piece of paper and chucked it at her, interrupting her spiel. I didn't miss the look of pure hatred she gave me. Smirking, I laid my head down on the desk. Mission accomplished.
A.N: Well, you didn't think it would be that simple, did you? Mwahahahaa. Don't worry, they'll fall in love, but until then I'm going to have some fun with the hatred and the sexual tension. Toodles!