A/N: I know Paul and Jared come back to school together, but this story is a bit AU so Paul phases afterwards.
K POV!
The obsession with new things is just simply an infatuation. That was my personal quota. I couldn't help but chant that silently as I walked the halls of QTS. But he wasn't a new thing, and what I felt was definitely not an obsession. I didn't do obsession. Walking alongside my sister I counted the days I had left here at school, I prayed to all that was holy I would at least speak to Jared. Jared Thail was the source of my infatuation for many years. In all the words I could use to describe him, there was none that would justify him. He made me speechless, stutter like crazy, and sadly gawk at times.
The countdown was on, I had a maximum of two and a half months to woo Jared and we would live happily ever after. Note the sarcasm. Who was I? The names Kimberly Connweller and the girl beside me was my younger by two minutes twin sister Aurelia. She was my best friend, my confident, and the one who knew what I felt about Jared. It was her personal mission this year to get me to talk to him or else, and I quote " I will stand on the cafeteria tables and shout to the whole school that Kimberly Connweller had tendencies to stalk people and every night I would hide in Jared's bush and just watch." Just to clear it up, I did not do that. Nope. No such thing.
Making my way to my only class without Aurelia, I waved and walked into my class. Calculus and Vectors. How I despised math. The only thing that made it slightly bearable was my neighbor. Yes, you guessed it. The one and only Jared. I hope he came today. Aurelia has these things that she calls a sixth sense. She immediately knows when he will make an appearance. So that's why, I am dressed in a pair of uncomfortably tight pair of black skinny jeans. The stripped black and white of the shoulder shirt I could handle.
It has been eleven days, six hours, nine minutes and thirty six seconds since Jared had been to class. Pathetic I know. At least my counting skills are up to par. My teacher Mrs. Dalloway after receiving no attention, had brought out her meter stick and started whacking it on her desk. That woman had zero tolerance for loud children. If she could, she would whack the students with the stick.
"Quiet down, now I know some of you had problems with question seven am I right?" receiving several nods, she continued. Feeling my phone vibrate, I discreetly pulled it out to receive a text from Aurelia, who was in English. She wormed her way out of taking this class by taking it a semester early.
"Who would like to answer?" Scanning the class for the usual band of misfits that nod off, her eyes narrowed on mines.
"Kimberly, answer the questions." A scowl working its way on her face. I had no idea what the question was. A miracle in the form of an arm made its way towards me. When did Jared walk into class? Seeing the question s (t) =o. I quickly worked an answer out in my head.
"The answer is plus, minus, 4.29." She huffed as she looked away. It was like she had some sick pleasure in watching students squirm.
Come on, this is your chance to talk to him, just turn your head and thank him.
"Hey." Oh god, my voice cracked. Ahem. "Thanks for helping me out, Mrs. Dalloway would have chewed me out for sure." Smiling to show my gratitude I was met with a flabbergasted look. Jared looked as if he had seen the sun for the first time; he looked as if it would kill him to look away. Which is kind of funny, he never looked twice at me before.
Waving my hand in front of his face, I was amazed when he was actually following my hand movements. Maybe he was still sick. Reaching out to touch his forehead, I jerked my hand back.
"You're hot!" I blurted out. A smirk made its way on his face. And for the first time since I had initiated this conversation, he spoke.
"Thanks, it runs in the family." Cocky. It was like he knew he was striking.
"I meant your forehead, but if you insist." I flashed him a lopsided grin. Maybe we could be friends after all.
"I was only joking; I run a higher temperature than everyone else." He pointed out. "You want to know something?" Sending him a curious look, he continued "You're beautiful." Well gosh, my brain just shut down. Right when I was about to call him crazy, Mrs. Dalloway opened her mouth.
"Kimberly, you know I don't like disrespectful children, and this is strike two. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a pink slip." She handed the paper over with a dazzling smile on her face.
'Jeez, what crawled up your bum and died?" I muttered, receiving a snicker from my right as I gathered my books. Saluting Jared, and taking the slip, I walked out of class with my head held high. What was strange was the Jared looked like he wanted to follow after me. Anomalous.
Flipping open my phone, I looked at the text from Lia.
Whatcha' doing? Got kicked out of class? You?
On my way to the office, got a pink slip, 2 loud.
See you soon?
Walking in right now.
Shutting my phone, I walked into the office handed my slip in and sat down next to Lia. Turning to look at her I asked her what happened.
Huffing, she answered. "Paul. Get this yeah, he told me that I had missed an assignment in Bio. The topic was anatomy; he invited me over out of the goodness of his heart so that we could study each other." Whoa! Her tale had me rolling on the floor. I knew they fought like cats and dogs but this was comical.
"And what'd you do?" I leaned forward in my seat. My daily dose of laughing till I dropped came from Lia and Paul. Paul was best friends with Jared. When I was younger I had this silly childhood fantasy that Lia would marry Paul and I Jared. We would leave next door to each other and our kids would be the same age. That's all it was. A childhood fantasy.
"In my opinion, I think he deserved that slap and more." She told me. I narrowed all the fighting down to sexual frustration. When I told her that she almost slapped me. Denial.
"Why'd you get kicked out of class?" I asked. Kim was a good student, she never disrespected her teachers.
"I talked to Jared, you know Mrs. Dalloway." I shrugged.
"Psycho lady, so what'd you say?" She tried to seem blasé about it, deep down I knew she was dying to know.
"We talked, he had some weird look on his face as if he likes me, he seems pretty cool." Guess when they say high school is the best time of your life, they mean senior year.
"Awesome." The bell rang, dismissing us for the rest of the day. Lia huffed. Looks like she wasn't going home soon, the thing about her teacher was, she had a no contact rule. Aurelia landed herself in detention, with Paul. What I wouldn't give to see that.
A/N: This is my first story, so I apologize if it isn't what it should be. I know it's unbearably short, but I promise it'll get longer. Is it worth continuing?
