If Only He Knew
I sat there, waiting. I knew I was obsessed but I just couldn't help it. Today was the day. I was going to tell him how I felt about him. I can't keep it a secret any longer. It was going to burst out of me any second now. Now that I had Bill right where I wanted him, all the rest was easy as Sunday morning. Or in my case, easy as me. I knew Bill would be upset, I knew our friendship would die, but it was going to be said. Today.
Flashback to 7 months later.
I was brand new at this high school. I had to transfer because my father got a promotion so we had to move from the boring city of Indianapolis, Indiana. Actually, I was very relieved to be away from that city. Nothing exciting. But here I am, in another country, Germany matter of fact, where I don't know the language at all and have to go to school here. Ugh. Father said it would only be for a couple of months. Well, maybe to a year, he exaggerated. As a moving present he bought me Rosetta Stone for German language. It has been working pretty good but nothing close to being fluent. I didn't understand what was going on around me half the time. I really didn't understand the German slang yet either. After doing some hardcore research though, father found me an English AND German speaking high school there. It was almost an hour away but hell, I'd fit in!
He came into my life on my very first day of school.
After I got my schedule from the front office in German then turning around and asking, again, in English, I went to search for my locker. The lockers were tall and very skinny. A very nasty puke green color too. The high school was very clean. Every floor shined like glitter and it had way too many windows, but each was streak free. The classrooms were free of paper wads, chalk dust, and the frillies that one likes to tear off and just sprinkle them on the ground. The desk and chair were connected so whenever you moved, it moved with you. Embarrassing for the obese people. I stuffed my unneccesary folders, notebooks and loads of pens in my locker and just grabbed one black pen and one college ruled blue notebook. I looked up at the clock and realized I was almost three minutes late. Grabbing my schedule, I headed to room 103 for Trigonometry. I hated math in general so this was going to be hell for me. I rushed through the door and noticed the teacher wasn't even in the class yet. Great! Yet, I got the most ridiculous stares. I nervously took a seat at the nearest desk and tried to avoid eye contact with everyone. It wasn't that hard until a boy opened up the door obnoxiously saying, " Hey everyone! Kaulitz twins are here!" He was just like the lockers; tall and very skinny. He wasn't puke green though. He had a beautiful ivory complexion and looked like a glamour God. I found it very hard not to smile and not to like this beautiful creature. He sat on top of the teachers desk and pull his long black with pale blonde streaked hair over his shoulders.
" So, how is everyone this wonderful morning?" he asked. Classmates exchanged answers with him. Some were tired, some were angry they got this class, some were also obnoxious, and a few just told him to shut up. He looked at me and smiled. " You must be new? I'm Bill." He offered his hand out to me and I gladly shook it. " You'll love it here, trust me." And those words soon became true as soon as he walked through the door. All heads turned, all eyes were wide opened. Girls gasped, guys scoffed. Bill just rolled his eyes and smiled. He came in the door slowly with a smirk.
" The teacher won't be at school today. It seems her tires had a flat this morning," he said in a mischevious voice. Hmm, a bad boy? Oh, lovely. " Let's all go to the gym!" He walked out and the entire class followed noisely. Well, all the class except me and Bill. He turned his attention back to me.
" Oh God, Tom. He usually always does something to the teachers. They all hate him and want him out but he makes good grades so they can't argue with that. Oh, that was my twin brother by the way, Tom," Bill explained. I nodded my head.
" I see the resemblance," I said, looking down and back up to make eye contact with Bill again, not trying to be rude.
" Personality wise?" he asked as one eyebrow arched.
" Oh, no no no," I said. Taking a deep breath, " looks." Bill smiled.
" Yes, we get that a lot. Welcome to high school. Your best memories here," he said with a taunt of foreshadowing in his voice, I could tell my future here was going to be good.