A Jared and Kim story. Just my take on Kim's feelings when Jared finally notices her. One-Shot.
I heard him enter the room. He was talking to his friends. His voice was impossible to ignore. It was so loud and rumbling. That wasn't the only reason I could sense him in the room. I was so devoted to him that I could pick out the sound of his steps in the middle of a crowd. I know it's weird, but that's me. Weird. Because I'm Kim.
I didn't look up when he threw himself down into his chair, right next to me. I was trying to hide how aware I was of him. I mean, everyone does that when they have a crush, right?
Fine, not everyone. My best friend Alex was one of the few people I knew with no scruples to worry about. She never thought twice, and it led to both scandals and success. Mostly scandals. But she never backed down, no matter how many times she was rejected by her crushes or whatever she had been getting herself into. But I wasn't like that. I was very cowardly to even talk to Jared. Actually, I was too cowardly to talk to any boys. That's just me. Because I'm Kim.
The teacher strolled into the classroom. How strange, I hadn't even heard the bell. But maybe that's not so strange, being me. I wasn't known for being very observant.
Our English teacher, Mr Leighton, started to talk about something, but I couldn't pay attention. I never could. I was failing in English, just because of Jared. I really should be pissed at him, but I wasn't able to make myself. I sighed quietly, depressed by my own stupidity.
It was probably safe to look up now. I could just throw a quick glance at Jared, and pretend that I was just looking around in the classroom. That was a normal thing to do. I did that just too many times during an English lesson. It was strangely addicting.
I lifted my head up. My eyes drifted from the teacher's desk, over the classroom door, sliding over Jennifer, Gordon and Carol and stopping with Jared. I had to bite my lip to not gasp loudly, because he was looking right at me. His face had an inscrutable expression. I turned my head away immediately, embarrassed to be caught staring.
Stupid, stupid Kim! I yelled at myself quietly. I tried hard to pay attention to Mr Leighton. I really did. He was talking about… something. I think it was Shakespeare. But my eyes didn't work right. They wouldn't send a complete and clear picture of the blackboard to my brain, because my brain was occupied. Don't even have to say with what.
I sighed and looked down at my notebook. Horrified I noticed that what was supposed to be notes from the teacher's lecture, was hearts around my and Jared's names. I quickly turned the page.
Please, please don't say Jared saw my "notes". I glanced up at him again. Argh. He was looking at me now too. What are the odds? Twice in one day? I really had to work on this "not getting caught when staring"-thing. It was getting kind of toilsome.
I broke away from Jared's gaze. I forced myself to look at my desk, and made my hand move over the paper. I was pretty sure Mr Leighton was talking about Shakespeare, so I wrote that down on the page. My hand was shaking, so the name wasn't readable.
The next fifteen minutes of the lesson went by painless. At least the closest to painless I'll ever get. Then I just had to look at Jared again. He was need for me. Just as important as food or water.
I turned to look at him. He was still looking at me. How stupid can this get?
In stead of just looking down right away, I stared back at him. He didn't move his head or look away. How weird.
I forced my lips to smile. I'm not so sure it can be qualified as a smile, though. I think it looked more like a desperate grimace of some kind. But nonetheless, he grinned back. His smile was so wide that you can easily call it an ear-to-ear smile without exaggerating much. I felt my face become warm. Right. Why not blush now, this was the perfect time.
I bit my lips and looked up on the blackboard. Now I couldn't see anything. Mr Leighton could have turned blue and I wouldn't react. He could blow up as a balloon and explode and I wouldn't even blink.
The rest of the lesson went by in a blur. I think the teacher spoke my name once, and I answered without thinking. Then the bell rang, and I was only vaguely aware of people moving around me.
"Kim?"
The voice came from next to me. I turned my head. It was. I really was Jared. He knew my name! I almost jumped up and did a pirouette on the top of my desk, that's how happy I felt. But in stead, I just answered;
"Yes?" My voice sounded almost normal, just a little hysterical. I'd say that's a success.
"See you around," Jared grinned.
"Uh huh," I made my head nod. Jared's grin widened a little, before he grabbed his bag and walked fast and elegant out of the classroom. In the door he turned and smiled to me one last time, before he disappeared.
I slowly packed my notebook back in my bag and walked out of the classroom to my next classroom, trying to wake myself and get back to real life. Because there was no way Jared could have finally noticed me. No way.
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