Promises, Promises

by Alphaandomega1997Hardcore

Promises are beautiful...but they were made to be broken. Just like trust, hearts and almost perfect friendships. This is a human fic not an anthro and it was completely improvised, I felt like writing something that wasn't about wolves for once but I think I did well please comment and give me tips. Was basically try to make myself more understanding of women's way of thinking.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – Promises, Promises

It was like a dream. It was perfect in almost every way. The way he laughed, the way he walked, the way he seemed almost too afraid to smile in public. Jordan was perfect.

I sat and watched him from across the room trying to image the things that would be travelling through his mind. Was he thinking the same as I? I doubted it.

He seemed a million miles away, lost in his own thoughts and to tell you the truth I wouldn't have minded being lost in there with him! A smile crept onto my face as I continued to watch. He looked up and I quickly averted my gaze, I felt my cheeks burn red hot with embarrassment. I bit my lip and looked back, he was looking at me now too smiling slightly. The light caught his electric blue eyes and I felt a cold shiver shoot like a rocket up through my spine. It was the usual reaction.

We held each other's gaze for a few moments before I looked away again bashfully. The bell rang and we stumbled out of class in a flurry of white shirts and black trousers. I waited in the hall for Anne to squeeze out, Jordan was next to step out into the hallway but this time I was invisible to him. I was almost to used to this reaction and I had now realized just how much I was beginning to HATE it!

I scoffed and slumped next to Anne off to our next class. I didn't need him and if he was going to treat me like that then I didn't want him either!

I was determined! This would be the end of my silly little crush and I could finally stop being so paranoid about Jordan not noticing me! I would no longer stand in front of the mirror and judge or fit his name into songs that found their way into my mind. It was over. Well, it was for a little while but just one glimpse of those stupid blue eyes sent me spiralling back into place.

For the first time in my life I was ready to take a risk. Anything just to get him off my mind! It simply couldn't be healthy for me to feel like this. Oh if only he knew me, like really knew me the way that I had come to know him so well.

But of course why would he want to get to know little old me? I had to face the facts and ignore the eyes… there was no future to be had with Jordan Kesslin and I. So, why couldn't I think straight when I saw him and why did butterflies ignite World War III in my stomach when he came near?