He could never have her.
He continued to stare.
They could never be together.
His eyes never left her profile.
Suddenly she was standing. She was coming towards him.
She passed him. He let out an unsteady sigh. She hadn't even looked his way.
He would do anything to have her look at him. Just for a second. Couldn't she tell how astounded she made him? She shouldn't even be a blip on his radar. He had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who loved him dearly. A girlfriend who would slit his throat if she knew who held his current attentions.
But he never looked away.
She made her way to the front of the class. She tossed her hair back as she laughed unconsciously. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She had no idea the effect that simple gesture had on him or half of the men in the classroom, he thought jealously. He had noticed how more than one pair of eyes moved in her direction instantly.
Her laughter was like bells chiming in the daylight. He hoped that that man, no, that boy, appreciated her laugh. He wished he could cause her to laugh like he does.
He sees him reach for her and feels bile rising into his throat.
Everything comes to him so easily, he thought. Why should he get everything? He has money, he has fame, and he has her attention.
Money and fame are unnecessary for him to live happily. Her attention is what he would kill for.
He feels arms wrap around his shoulder blades and he stiffens. He is still staring at the girl of his dreams which means it is the attention of his unwanted girlfriend that he has gained. He suppresses a shudder and kisses her dutifully.
He feels eyes on him.
He whips around.
He wants to cry out.
He has her attention now.
She glares at him with heated dislike and he wishes he could run.
When had he turned into such a coward, he thought idly as he tries not to show his distress.
Any man worthy of her would drop what he was doing, and drop the girlfriend, and run to her. He couldn't stand the burning in her eyes.
He wants to hold her.
Assure he it's nothing.
He never wanted her to see him kiss this unsavory girl again.
But she had.
Her eyes and face relaxed as they looked past him.
She turned around.
She sat with him.
Further away than was necessary.
They start working and they dutifully ignore him.
His eyes drop to his desk and sees that he is holding hands with Lavender. He hadn't even noticed.
He gives her hand an obligatory squeeze as she continues her incessant chatter.
He continues to stare.
Hope you liked this! Please review! Any feedback would be lovely :) I want to make this a mini serious with different points of view from numerous people in the class, but I need feedback first! Let me know if anyone would be up for it!