TrisPOV
I saw him a few times after that, in the halls, on my way to class. Everytime our eyes met and we held the same stare, as if neither one of us were brave enough to go and talk to the other, or just when we had built up the courage one of us was pulled away by a friend or duty. It was heaven every time I saw him, and hell when I did not. I couldn't keep living like this- my school work was suffering, I could not concentrate, whenever I tried my mind wandered to his dark messy hair and mystical blue eyes. I kept thinking of being so close to him I could run my fingers through his locks, and stare right into those deep portals. Whenever I caught myself thinking this I blushed scarlet and hoped no one saw my drooling face.
One day, after about a week of living in this situation, we had a moment again. This boy seemed to not even go to the same school as me, he was only visible for snippets of time: stolen seconds. This time I told myself I had to go up and talk to him. When our eyes met I walked straight up to him, attractively wiping my clammy hands against my dark, skinny jeans and cursing under my breath. I could read the surprise and nervousness on his face, his lips parted ever so slightly as if he was going to begin. I did the same but no words came, I was trapped.
"Tobias," Someone yelled behind him, "now."
"Ahh," He complained under his breath, obviously unsure if what he should do. His eyes flickered back between mine and over his shoulder.
"It's okay," I managed, "We can talk another time," I said with a nervous grin.
He returned it with a slightly rueful grin, and clasped my hands in his, his eyes seemed to sink into mine, locking my gaze to his.
"Tomorrow, same time, same place," He confirmed.
"But class?" I protested, knowing all too well I would drop anything to be able to meet him.
"Ah, it's healthy to break the rules once in awhile, eh?" He replied with a wide grin that I copied while nodding. He regrettably let go of my hands and turned to jog to where he was called. I watched him go with a wide grin that stretched across my face. I walked down the halls slowly, having to skip on the spot to help conceal my excitement. I squealed a little with joy, and had to check behind me to make sure nobody heard. This only made me laugh more. I ended up going to class late, I entered beaming and basically running to my seat next to Christina. As I sat and got out my books, I could feel her astounded gaze on me, she had probably never seen me look as happy.
The day dragged on.
Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough, my mood swings were peaking. At first I was so happy and excited in anticipation, then I was annoyed that the next day would not come sooner. I snapped at everyone, and basically was the most awful example of a teenage girl. I slept awfully and woke up at an unearthly hour and gave up on my lame attempts to asleep. I settled for a book, but even that was not enough. I got up early and managed to get a few bits of homework I would probably end up redoing as my mind was out of focus. At last it was time to get dressed, normally I don't care about his, but today was important. Not that I thought he would care, I just wanted to put a little bit of effort in. I opted for a pair of khaki shorts and a loose, floaty beige blouse tucked in. The outfit was hopefully not too try hard, but the draping flattered my relatively flat chest, and accentuated my hips while showing off my legs. I finished it off with a pair of cream converses, and my normal backpack. I left my hair down as I had often caught him gazing at it, laughing at myself in the mirror I contemplated my idiocy, why was I caring so much?
Finally it came the time between two lessons when I was scheduled to meet him, Tobias. Thats what I had heard the man call to him. Tobias. It was such a nice name, the way it rolled off the tongue was unique, different. I smiled as I rounded the corner and saw him waiting there, he was nervously twisting his fingers.
"Hey," I called, causing his bowed head to snap up in my direction, "Tobias, right?"
"Yeah, Tris," He smiled in return, strolling towards me to close the distance between us. We talked for a long time then, it flew by. We were sat side by side on the floor, shoulders touching, leant against the lockers. My head had ended up resting on his shoulder as we talked about everything. Us, our lives, our views, anything that came to mind. With him it felt so easy, I could say anything.
When the bells rang a swarm of people poured out of the classroom door. I realized how I was sitting, leaning on him happily and rushed up. I was mortified, my face glowed red. I can't believe all the stuff I had said so openly, with him it seemed so natural.
I rushed off without uttering a word.
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