Someone wise once said that all good things must come to an end. Whoever said that was genius. My birthday weekend was absolutely perfect. After my party, I stayed over at Rachel's. We stayed up all night talking about nothing and everything at the same time. That's the thing I love about Rachel. We can be doing nothing, but as long as we're together, it could be a million times more fun than being with anyone else.
However, the one thing she wouldn't comment on was Seth. For some reason, I couldn't get the picture of his face out of my mind. She just kept saying he was trouble, which I found very hard to believe. After a while of complaining, I guess I gave in to her. It's so not like me to just fall in love with a complete stranger. Fairytales and Disney princess movies have taught me better than to believe in Prince Charming. So, I'll probably never see Seth again, and I am totally fine with that.
Anyway, like I was saying, all good things come to an end. Which means that it's Monday. Which means that I have school today. YAY. It's not that I hate it, I just hate the people that I have to sit with for six hours every day. My only real friend is Rachel, and she's well out of high school. So I'm stuck with a bunch of fake Barbie dolls and dumb jocks. The only decent person in the school is sitting next to me right now in history class. His name is Alex, and he is gayer than anyone I've ever met. Take Perez Hilton and mix him with Miley Cryus, and you have the personality that I like to call Alexandra (I use a girl's name just to piss him off, because technically speaking, he isn't out of the closet yet).
"Hey, Keira, what's going on in that fat head of yours? Do I want to know?" He waved a hand in front of my face, and slapped my cheek.
"I do not have a fat head! And I don't appreciate you slapping me, Alexandra." I slapped him back, and he rolled his eyes and turned back towards the board. As soon as I was about to open my book, I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday. I didn't get a chance to say it at your party." I looked up and saw Tommy. I wanted to puke all over his face.
"Who invited you to my party?" He let out a little laugh. When we used to date, I thought that laugh was the cutest thing in the world. It would make my heart melt, but now it just makes me want to punch his perfect little face in.
"You know, you aren't the freak that you think you are. People in this school actually know who you are. Surprising, I know." He winked and sat down behind me. I cannot believe this kid. WHY ME? What have I ever done to deserve this torture? I reached down in my bag to grab my phone to check my texts, and as I was, I felt that someone was staring at me. I looked across the room, and saw Josh Nelson looking at me.
Ever since like the 1st grade, I swear he has been in love with me. He used to pick me flowers from the field in elementary school. Being a five year old girl, I thought it was cute. That was until some of the other kids found out, and they started making fun of him. I joined in because I just wanted to fit in. From then on, he was always kind of…off. He doesn't really have friends. I feel bad, and I shouldn't have been so mean to him, but what am I supposed to do now? I gave him a quick smile, thinking maybe it would help. But he just narrowed his eyes and looked away. Oops…
After my crappy day at school ended, I walked home. My mom needs the car everyday to go to work, so little old me is stuck walking home. At least I have my iPod. If I didn't, I think I would just die every single day. Well, maybe that's a little melodramatic.
I don't know how I even noticed, but somewhere along the 20 minute walk, I realized that someone was following me. I paused my iPod for two seconds, and I heard the footsteps behind me. I think I was too shocked to turn around and face the bastard. I got to thinking, and I know it would make a great story to tell Rachel if I actually did it. So, with no warning, I just stopped walking. In a matter of seconds, the mysterious creep ran into me, and I ended up falling over, landing right on my face in a puddle of muddy water.
"SHIT! Are you OK? Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. Here, let me help you." I felt a hand on my arm, tugging me upwards.
"Get your hand off of me, freak." In an instant, the hand was gone, and I was almost on the ground again. Luckily, I caught my balance and stood up straight. I turned around, and my face went white.
"I'm sorry. I was just trying to help." Seth looked down, and placed his hands in his pockets.
"Oh, no. Sorry. I thought you were someone else…wait. Were you the one following me?" His head shot up, and his eyes nearly fell out of the sockets.
"Your voice, it's just so beautiful. I don't know if you knew, but you were singing the whole time you were walking."
"Well, that's nice to know. But maybe next time you can be a little less creepy? Here I was, thinking I was about to be raped, and it ends up being you." He laughed a little at that. Now THAT laugh could melt my heart.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Not my proudest moment…" I smiled. I could get lost in his eyes forever…OMG. I looked away so that I wasn't sucked in for eternity. And who would've thought that we would be right in front of my house.
"Oh, well this is my stop. So…I'll see you later?" He nodded, and kept walking towards nothing. Why did I just say that? I thought I wasn't going to fall for him? I slapped myself in the forehead. STUPID. This is going to be a long year.
