I should be reading several books for several classes, but this got in my head and wouldn't leave me alone.
I don't own JONAS or it would be all Kevin, all the time.
Dedicated to my untold fairy-tale because of the review she left for A Banana and a NOT Hollaback Girl. She said she used it as motivation to finish her homework before she read it. If only I could be that disciplined. xDD
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European history was usually fascinating to Macy, but ever since Ms. Carter redid the seating chart and put everyone in alphabetical order, Macy had been having a time of it paying attention. You know who sits next to her alphabetically? A Lucas. And not just any Lucas. Kevin. Kevin, with his curly hair and weird green-brown eyes and that silly smile and…just…everything. Sure, Macy tried to pay attention, but it was so hard with Kevin sitting only a couple of feet of way. She found herself staring at him for minutes at a time in class, watching him as he furiously scribbled down what Ms. Carter was going on about. He had caught her a few times, but she brushed it off, pretending that she wasn't looking at him, she was just in a trance. He always smiled at her as she came back down to earth, and he went back to his notes, still smiling. She wished she could be that studious. She'd pay attention at first, but then Kevin would move around in his chair or stretch his arms over his head or something and she'd go off staring at him again. Today was no exception. They were watching The Six Wives of Henry VIII, and were supposed to be taking notes over it. Macy was watching the movie with rapt attention, taking notes of what she thought was important until Kevin leaned over.
"Mind if we study together after lunch?" he whispered.
"Uh-uh-sure," Macy nervously whispered back.
"Good, because I have no idea what to take notes on."
"We still have another couple classes of this movie to watch. I'll show you what I did today and you can copy it for the next time."
"Okay, thanks Mace."
She didn't pay attention the rest of the period.
When the bell rang, she looked at her notes only to see the little chain of hearts she drew around his name and the messily written poem she scribbled down while she was supposed to be taking notes.
I think about you every day
I hope that you will look my way
You smell so good when I'm in your arms
And I can't help but fall for your charms
That stupid smile, that cheesy wink
Your eyes meet mine and I just can't think.
You're the rockstar who rocks my world
And I'm just one of many fangirls
I wonder what it'd be like to kiss you
But it's just a dream, it'll never come true.
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Kevin liked European history. It was interesting. Kings and queens and religions, and art and wars and everything. It was awesome. He prided himself on the fact that he was able to pay attention to something that would probably cause his brothers to zone out. Was being the operative word. Why did Ms. Carter think that alphabetical seating arrangements were a good idea? Macy sat next to him. He liked that she sat next to him, but he found her very…distracting. Not in a bad way, mind you; he just got butterflies in his stomach and his mind kind of went blank and that was it. He was gone. When he came back to reality, taking notes over all those kings and wars and stuff seemed pointless. So he would write about Macy instead.
He was writing about Macy when he leaned over and asked if she could help him after lunch. He was thrilled when she said yes and with a sudden burst of inspiration, hastily jotted down the last two lines of what might soon be a song.
I stare at you from across the hall
I might be a rock star, but I don't have it all
You're kind of crazy and you injure me
But I still want you Macy.
You're smart and pretty and funny and cool
For you I'd gladly challenge any guy to a duel
I think about you all the time
And all the ways I could make you mine
But I don't know what just to do
To make you want me the way I want you.
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Can't decide if I want to continue this or not. I'm thinking accidental notebook switch if I do.