(Quinton's point of view)
I looked at the new girl and I knew she was tazmin; as Mrs. Kinnard introduced her and had her choose a seat, but the only one open was the desk next to me. I always sat alone in every class because everyone thought I was a killer, so I just got use to it. But as she walked to the back of the class to her seat I saw her eyes shining with nervousness. I stared at her the whole time as she walked over to me and sat down," God why can't I take my eyes off of her?" she pulled out an old looking book; that had a drawing of a star on it and was tearing down the spine. She started drawing and as I looked at her more closely I saw her eyes were transfixed on what she was drawing.
I didn't notice in tell I could smell her, that I was so close but I wasn't interested in how she smelt like cherry blossoms but of what she was drawing. I looked like a picture of me as a kid; it even had my freckle on my nose. But the only difference was the boys eyes were gray and blue; while mine are an aqua blue. "Maybe I saw it wrong; maybe she did use a blue." I took the book gently from her and look at the picture of the boy and saw it was in fact me. The only question was why were my eyes blue and gray? I quickly looked through the rest of the book and saw that every sketch was of me. "Hey give it back, that's personal!" My head shot up and I looked her and nodded and I quickly wrote some questions for her and reread them.
Your name is tazmin right?
Who is this boy your drawing?
Do you know him or is he just someone you thought of?
How come he is shown in almost all the drawings in you sketch book?
He seems important, is he?
I don't know why I didn't tell her, who I really was. But I just handed her book back and watched her read the questions. Her faced change to relived and confused in a matter of seconds. She started to write on a paper and she kept giving me quick glances and just went back to writing and then as I looked at Mrs. Kinnard for a second and looked down I saw a piece of paper on my desk. I picked it and looked at her gentle hand writing and read what the paper said.
Yes, my name is tazmin but mostly I'm called taz.
Yes he's a real person; He's my best friend and I have known him since I was 3.
He`s shown in a lot of my drawings because he has become special to me.
Yes he is, he is one of my favorite people; but I haven t seen him in over almost ten years.
Who are you, and why so many questions?
I looked at the piece of paper and reread it, it was her. It was actually tazmin and she thinks im special to her. I felt relived and scared," what if she doesn't like me now, what if she thinks im a total failure?" I looked at her again and decided not to tell her yet and to wait. Luckily the bell rang and I was able to run out of class. I looked behind me and saw her walking slowly out of class. Then all of sudden I was on the ground and Markus was above me and glaring, he pulled me up and pushed me in to a bathroom. "You think you're so clever" he spat
"What?"
"You were flirting with her."
"Who are you talking about you ass?"
"Tazmin, the new girl stay away from her; she's mine."
"What the hell do you mean she's yours, you don't even know her!"
"She's going to be my girlfriend, you dumbass; so stay away from her!"
"Fuck you"
All of a sudden I was pushed in to the wall and I felt Markus meaty hands come around my neck. "Stay away from tazmin you emo freak." I saw Markus` fist pull back and just as he was about to hit me; I moved my leg back and brought it back hard. Markus dropped me and fell to the floor, holding his crotch. I rubbed my neck and grabbed my bag, Markus was groaning crying softly. I just laughed and walked away.
I rushed down the hall and I wasn't looking where I was going so I didn't see her closing her locker door. In tell I was bumped to the ground again with tazmin on my chest. She quickly got off and started to grab her books." Shit Im sorry!" I picked up that rugged looking book with the star on it and looked at her. She looked at me and stood up kinda glaring, "its fine, who are you?"
"Should I tell her my real name or a fake one? I guess shell know figure out it's me some time."
"Im Q, and sorry for stealing your sketch book and then bumping in to you." I held out her sketch book and smiled
"It's cool, I guess I'll talk to you later…Q" she turned and started to walk away. "Wait no don't go yet." I grab her wrist quickly.
"Or I could walk you to your next class?"
"Yah that would be great im still kinda lost." I slowly let go of her wrist and smiled as we started to walk down the hall.
"Who do you have next?" I started to play around with my snake bites. "why am I playing with my snake bites the only time I do it is when Im nervous and I shouldn't be, I mean come on I have known this girl for years"
"Ummm, Jones for art" Glancing at her hand quickly
"Yes her class is right next to mine!"
"Oh cool that's right down the hall from my class." I quickly started walking around people and down the stairs. "Crap her class is already here dammit, I guess I'll have to talk to her later." Smiling I looked at her.
"I guess I'll see you later taz?"
"Yah, you'll see me around" she smiled at me sweetly
"Cool" I turned and started to walk away. "Hey Q!" I turned and saw taz looking at me with fire in her eyes.
"Yah?"
"Thanks"
Gathering courage I simply said "Anything for you Tazy." Turning and walking in to the crowed I left her stunned. "I can't believe I just called her Tazy she's going to know who I am. I guess I should be worried and yet… I feel relived. Maybe this year with Tazy will be more then I expect."
TBC…..