Crush
"Neji Hyuga is his name," Akira whispered as she casually pointed him out.
"He seems so smug and arrogant." I whispered in reply.
"He's the hottest here, and even though he's a bit of a clown, the teachers secretly like him. All of the girls secretly want him, including me." Akira packed up her books before the starting bell rang.
"My goal is to date him, someday, somehow." I quickly packed up my books, realizing that the bell for school to begin would ring any second. Another new semester, and I hadn't been there for the first two days of class. I had just gotten my books and my schedule, and boy would this be a rough schedule. As I picked up my pack to get a head start, I snuck a look, which turned to a stare, and was so rudely interrupted, by the bell.
I had been staring at Neji all year. His group stood across from mine before school. He had come and sat at my table for lunch a couple of times, and of course, the girls were like glue, except for me. I was trying to find out exactly what he was. I had so many pre-conceived notions about him, but I wanted to be right about him, and not judge him from the outside. Occasionally, I would get the stare, and turn beet red. The worst thing for me would be to actually have to be within three feet of him. I was very glad that this year, I wouldn't be having any of his classes. We have a mutual friend, who found out his schedule. You see, when I get embarrassed, I stumble over my words and my hand shake, and I forget things, as if I had short term memory loss.
My first class was Geometry, it wasn't so bad. After having my brain fried, I made my way to Biology, my strong subject. I was secretly celebrating in my mind as Akira chatted on and on about how much she hated Biology. I looked ahead to the door of the class, and like always, we were early, by three minutes. Akira and I were always early, and always diligent.
"By the way,we got that really mean teacher." Akira said to me as we approached the door.
"I've heard that Okorin-sensei isn't that bad, but she does give out a lot of book work and home work. I can deal with the bookwork, and I guess I could deal with the homework. The last thing I want is to be called a teacher's pet again." I liked being a good student, because that means that you get trusted with various tasks that get you out of class. I was okay with teaching myself, I had done it—
"Hey teacher's pet. Are you in my class finally?" I glared over to find the one, the only, Neji Hyuga leaning up against the lockers behind me.
"The name's Sakura, and unfortunately, yes." I bit back.
2 months later
As I walked to the auditorium, my heart raced. My class was just around the corner. He said he wanted to meet me here. I had been staring at him all day today. After last night's texts, I wanted to kiss him so bad. As I opened the door to the auditorium, I saw him, leaning against one of the walls, staring at me, the same stare that made me want to give him everything. My heart was currently beating so hard, that my ID was moving on my chest. I could feel it in my head, legs, and fingers. He came closer, and before I knew it, his hand was caressing my face and pulling me closer to him by the waist. This felt so good, so right. And as he kissed me carefully, as if I was porcelain, I could taste the mint on his breath. A shock went straight down my spine. The tardy bell rang, and after one last kiss and saying goodbye, I clumsily walked to my class.
2 months later
"How am I supposed to know that he's not cheating on me? So many girls go in and out of the auditorium ever since I told him I didn't want to blow him. He's been so distant lately. He rarely texts me, and he won't look at me at school." I cried into the phone.
"Forget the bastard. He's just a slut. You know I always tell you to trust your gut." Akira had always been there for me. Through my ups and downs, even my parent's divorce. She was closer than blood to me.
"It's kind of hard to, when he sits across from me in Biology, especially when we're talking about sex cells." I groaned. He was so beautiful.
"Just break it off before anything worse happens." She encouraged.
"Okay," I sighed. "And hey, thanks for being here."
"You're welcome, as always." She said, right before she hung up.