The Nameless Girl
By Victor Trujillo
I'm here in class, looking at her, not listening to what the teacher is saying or teaching. No, I am just here sitting, staring at her, like a kid who stares at a toy he sees for
the first time, and eagerly wants it. I am hypnotized by her beauty. Her beautiful eyes that will hypnotize anyone who dares to look. When she stares at you, you feel you
are out of control, you can't move your body. You feel this intensive heat run all over your body and to be honest, I kind of like it. That amazing smile that will make you fall
in love with her. A simple smile and she will have your heart racing as fast as a horse. Her pale white skin looks so smooth. Her beautiful voice is as sweet as strawberries.
When she speaks it seems like she is casting a spell on you. You can't stop listening, it's like an angel is talking to you. A beautiful, beautiful angel. She is the type of girl
that will make you believe in love at first sight…. As you can tell, I am a little crazy about this beautiful amazing girl, but trust me when I say this you won't blame me if
you saw her. Unfortunately, I am a ghost. I'm someone who she only sees as another kid in the classroom. I don't blame her though; a girl like her would never set her
eyes on a guy like me. A kid, who has a collection of comic books on his wall, plays video games all day instead of going out more, hardly ever works out, and to top it off
I'm categorized as a "nerd" by my classmates. This does not even make sense because I'm not even smart, and I barely know how to spell. A guy like me has no chance
with her, yet I'm still here staring at her, daydreaming about how perfect our future would be if we were together. How I would make her the happiest girl in the world.
The sad part is that I have tried to talk to her many times, but always fail. I would even make out a plan to go talk to her but it falls apart as soon as she starts to talk
back to me. I start getting nervous, my skin feels hot, my insides start burning, and then the stuttering begins. I sound like a robot and so I walk away with shame. It's
sad to see myself going through this. I don't know what drives me crazy about this girl, but I would love to be brave and just walk up to her tell her how I feel and give
her a long breathless passionate kiss that will leave her gasping for air after our lips separate…. But I can't. I can't because I'm still the nerdy kid who is sitting in a cold
classroom, not having a clue what the teacher is talking about nor giving a shit about the lesson, I'm just here staring and giving my full attention to the girl I'm madly
In love with. Her name will remain a mystery, a mystery that will never be solved. Why you may ask? Well just because when you say her name it rings bells that make
music coming from heaven and that music should never be revealed.
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