Thursday, 11:17 AM.
What was the teacher talking about again? I wasn't paying attention, like most everyone else in class. Hell, I barely remembered what class this even was.
Out of the corner of my eye I watched that cute, blonde girl again. Yellow, was it? I'm not sure, but everything about her is so... intriguing. Her soft, golden hair... Gentle eyes... How she actually pays attention. I really want to talk to her.
At lunch, she doesn't really talk to anyone; she'll just eat quietly and sometimes she'll draw afterwards. Does she have any friends? A boyfriend? Girlfriend? Lord have mercy.
"Red?" the teacher called, but I was too busy staring. "Red!" She called again in a firmer tone of voice. I felt my back getting poked by a pencil.
"Reeeeeed," a boy's voice whispered. I didn't respond. "Red. Hey," he continued poking at me. Finally I turned back and frowned, "What do you want, Gold?"
"The teacher's been calling on you for the past minute, man," he pointed behind me. "Red!" I quickly stood up and turned to the front of the classroom, "Yes!?" I yelped. "Solve this equation for me," she said, waving her pointing stick at some writing on the board. "Um..." I paused for a moment to think. "Four hundred two?" I squinted, pulling a random number out of nowhere. "Incorrect," she sighed, the other students laughing to themselves. Luck doesn't seem to be on my side today.
I sat back down and sighed. I'm such an idiot, I shouldn't be focusing on girls anyways... I thought, only to find myself staring at her yet again. Somehow it never got boring, even though she usually was just sitting there taking notes. I wondered how long we had until lunch.
The bell rang. Speak of the devil, huh?
I grabbed my lunch out of my locker and sat down at my desk. Gold dragged his chair over, lunch in hand, and plopped down next to me, as usual.
"Dude, you were staring at that blonde gal literally the entire period! You like her, huh?" he grinned, elbowing me in the side. "Are you saying you stared at me for the entire period?" I snapped back. "Wha- No way, man! You'd think after being friends this long you'd know that I'm not into that! ...Unlike some people," he snickered, making his comeback. "Oh shut it," I grumbled, stuffing my food into my mouth. My eyes found their way back to Yellow again.
"I wonder if she makes her lunch by herself..." I thought out loud. "Heh... You're doing it again." " Shut up!" He snorted at me as he ate his lunch. Why was I friends with him again?
Meanwhile, Yellow had already finished her lunch (Fast, much?) and took out a book. I tried to get a peek at what book it was, but other people were in the way.
"Red likes that blonde gaaaal," Gold continued to tease me. "Why do you care?" I huffed. "Bro, I could totally get you two together," he said a bit quieter, moving closer to me, leaning in slightly. "What?" I looked him, confused and somewhat annoyed. "You heard me," he whispered as his cheshire-esque grin grew even bigger.
"Hold on a second, do you even know her name?" I squinted. "'Course I do! It's Amber, right?" He looked quite confident in his half-assed guess. "Moron..." I rolled my eyes.
"What, do you know her name?" he pouted, crossing his arms. "Kind of? I think so at least..." I looked away awkwardly. "What is it then?" "Yellow...?" I hesitated slightly. "Ooh? That actually kinda fits her..." He horked down the last few bites of his food. I was already finished with my lunch.
I leaned back in my chair and looked over towards her again. She looked really immersed in whatever she was reading. Damn. I really, really wanna talk to her.
"You're making faces again~" Gold snickered in a sing-songy way. Sometimes I wish I could wipe that stupid grin off of his face.
After school ended, and we cleaned the classroom as usual, I went to change my shoes so I could go home. At the shoe lockers, I could feel the humidity from outside seeping into the building, and looked towards the open windows. The sky was grey and rain was pouring down, as was the norm for this time of year.
At the entrance to the school building I spotted Yellow sitting down at the steps. She let out a sigh.
"Hey!" I hesitated a bit before calling out to her. "Huh?" she looked up at me. "You look down - did something happen?" I scratched my head. "Oh, I just forgot my umbrella is all..." she smiled sheepishly. "I see..." I could feel myself getting slightly choked up, and my hands started to tingle.
"Then, uh... You wanna maybe share with me?" I offered, my face feeling uncomfortably warm. "...Until you can get to a store and buy a new one, I mean!" ...What in the world was I doing?
"Are you really okay with that?" she asked, visibly surprised at my gesture. "Yeah...!" I nodded eagerly, "I have a pretty big umbrella, so... it's fine!" I held it up to show her. "Thank you so much!" she smiled even brighter this time. Oh no, I gulped. I opened up the umbrella and we made our way out. Of course, I made sure to hold it more over her than myself.
The lukewarm rain pattered on the umbrella, as well as my pants and shoulder, unfortunately.
Her strides were significantly shorter than mine, so it was a little difficult to match her pace. She was also a lot shorter than I had initially thought, her head coming just above my shoulders.
She didn't really talk much, and neither did I, since I was too nervous to say anything. I mean, who wouldn't be, getting to share an umbrella with the girl you like?
After about ten minutes of walking, we went inside a store and she bought a new umbrella. Though when we talked inside the store, we found out that our houses were in the same direction, so we stayed together, sharing my umbrella a while longer for the sake of convenience.
Since I no longer felt as nervous as before, I decided I'd try to make some more small talk - Emphasis on 'try.'
"You uh... got any hobbies?" I asked, as awkward as ever. "I like fishing and drawing I guess?" she said, tapping her cheek, "What about you?"
"Huh?" I turned to her, confused. "Your hobbies, silly!" she giggled. "Oh, well... I don't really have any I guess?" I scratched my head again.
"Oh yeah - Erm... We're... in the same class, but I... never really caught your name...?" I said, looking her in the eye this time. "I'm Yellow, you?" "I'm Red." "That's a nice name... It suits you!" "...Does it?" I looked at her curiously.
"I think so."
"...I think your name suits you, too."
"Is it because I'm blonde?"
"A little."
She laughed quietly, and I smiled back before returning my eyes to the sidewalk.
We went silent for another few minutes until we reached an intersection.
"Well, this is where I'll have to split off," she said, taking her new umbrella out of her bag. "Thanks for sharing your umbrella with me!"
Smiling - maybe even brighter than the sun - she opened it up. It was a bright yellow, matching her namesake.
"No problem...! See you tomorrow, then?" I sighed internally at how pathetic I sounded.
"Yeah! See you, Red!" she waved, walking away into the summer rain.