The thought of Alex not being real disappeared when he opened the door to the sound proof room and sat on a stool next to me, I could only imagine my horrified face as he pulled a stool up to mine and said in his dark voice, "Hi, I'm…I'm Shaun…"
I jumped back and fell off of my chair from surprise. He blushed and sat by me on the ground.
"Shaun? Well hi I'm Kat," I said happily but confused.
'Alex…that was all really a dream…'
"Um… I know this is really quick and you know nothing about me but would you like to go out tomorrow after school or something?" I could tell he was nervous by a slight jitter in his voice. How could I say no, I mean he is gorgeous and I really needed to find out if he was who he said he was?
"I would love to," I said happily.
"Well can I walk you to your car?" He asked softly as he helped me up. After he did we started walking to my car.
"So Shaun," I said calmly and casually. "Would you like to go to the movies tomorro…?" I was cut off by him saying a quick, "Yes," then kissed me softly. It was a sweet natural kiss and something just felt right.
After we stopped blushing he grabbed my hand lightly and led me to my car. When we got there he rushed ahead of me to get my door, a true gentleman. I got in with a large smile on my face and Shaun shut the door softly.
I looked into Shaun's deep eyes while trying to start my car. It took me a few times to get my keys in the ignite slot. Once I get it in I start my car and drive away with a small smile to Shaun.
It was a long night. Sleep never comes easy when you're excited about the coming day. My dreams were uneasy and left me tired in the morning when I awoke. Hopefully today would pass slowly so I could spend a lovely Tuesday day with Shaun after school.
If only school was that simple. I suffer all the way through Government. Ms. Greybill kept asking me questions that were irrelevant to the topic we were on.
"Who was the 13th president of The United States," was her first ridiculous question when we were talking about the tribal wars in Africa.
"Millard Fillmore," I replied and with a silent death glare Ms. Greybill looked away from me quickly. My answer was correct, if only she'd known that I had to memorize the presidents in my Jr. Year. Poor, poor teacher never knew what hit her.
"What's the capital of Montana?" Was her second ridiculous question when we moved from Africa to South America.
"Helena," I replied shortly and sweetly, this time not only getting a death glare but a soft humph. Triumph waved through my body, and the class dragged on.
Garret wasn't there today. The blonde boy would've made the class much more entertaining. I found it strange that he was gone today. I would look for him tomorrow.
When Government was dismissed, after a few more sporadic questions from Ms. Greybill, I walked straight to choir dreading the thought of seeing Nathan with Cynthia. It was bad enough the first time when I didn't know that it was coming, but now that I knew I was sure it'd haunt me.
'It was a fluke…right?'
I tried to convince myself that I had imagined it all, but I knew deep down that not even my most brilliant of lies to myself disbelieve would ever make me feel that it was all in my head. I reach choir early, just like the first day, and take my seat in the corner, content that only a few people could sit near me. I could only hope that Nathan didn't sit next to me.
As people walk in I feel better. Seats are being taken up around me but you know how the new girl is always treated the first few weeks. I'm an outsider, except to boys who are all too willing to sit next to me.
Class is going to start soon and so far so good. All but one seat is taken near me, the one directly to my right. I cross my fingers as a few guys walk in.
'Sit by me…' I plead within my mind. 'Today must be a good day right? I mean Ms. Greybill could've asked me questions I didn't know and make me look like a fool, but she didn't.'
If only my life worked like that. Nathan walks in and sees me. He's eyes glint and that's when I know he'll be sitting next to me. I pick up my skeleton bag and stick it on the chair next to me, a sure sign that I don't want Nathan there. Nathan ignores the gesture so I add a death glare, and again it's ignored.
Nathan moves my bag to the floor and sits down quietly. Maybe he's hoping just as much as I am that he's really not sitting here. When Mrs. Johnston starts welcoming us to the second day of her class Nathan writes me a note. I stick it in my bag and don't even read what he's scribbled onto of the note.
I'm not exactly sure what I'm feeling right now. Something that's a mix between anger, jealousy, anxiousness, and attraction I suppose. It's very weird. I want to read the note to see what he wants to say to me but the other part of me wants to rip up the note and yell at Nathan for kissing Cynthia.
I don't pay attention the whole period. I'm too focused of Shaun and the note. I could swear I could feel Cynthia glaring daggers into me as we did warm ups, she had walked in with Nathan and was forced to sit far away from him.
When the period finally passes I can barely focus on anything. I'm much too excited about Shaun. I'm as giddy as a child on Halloween. Nathan senses my mood change and braves to say something but is cut off by Cynthia, "Let's go Nathan. I don't want this trash around you."
I would've jumped her and torn her down to the ground, but 1. I wasn't paying attention so my reaction would've been too late and 2. Mini skirts don't allow movements like that unless you want to be embarrassed.
I watch them both leave with a hateful glare at Cynthia. All I had to do now was wait for lunch to come and for Shaun and I to start our time together, that's all I had to look forward too. I picked the note from my bag and looked at the top of the note. On it was a sad smiley face.
I slowly opened the note as I walked to the guitar room to see if I could hang there while I waited for Shaun. The note only contained one question although he already knew the answer, you saw me with Cynthia, didn't you?
I walk faster to guitar not wanting anyone to see me when I'm in a distressed mood. When I reach the guitar room luckily no one is in it and I walk straight to a sound proof room. I don't bother to shut the door fully and just sit in there with a guitar in hand playing nothing in particular.
The next class hour passes slowly, but playing the guitar keeps my mind off of Nathan and Cynthia. Finally when lunch comes I set the guitar I'd been playing back down on the ground and walk out of the sound proof room.
Just as I head for the cafeteria to see if I can find Shaun a familiar voice booms beyond the door, "She saw me. I know she did."
It was Nathan but I'm not sure who he was talking because they swiftly walked away. It was like they knew someone was listening in. I waited a few minutes and then casually walk out and head for the cafeteria. I walk faster when I see many students filing into the lunch room.
I focus only on the doors to see if Shaun goes inside them or comes out. Because I'm focusing so hard on that door I don't even notice the person I slam into. I land flat on the ground with the person laying on top of me in the most awkward way. I stand up quickly when I remember I'm in a mini skirt today and brush myself off.
When I look down to say sorry to who ever I'd bumped into, I see a smiling Shaun. I reach a hand out to help him up and he takes it into his. When he stands he doesn't let go of my hand and instead holds it slightly tighter.
"Funny running into you here," He said and I giggled softly. "Are you ready for the movies?"
I nodded and smiled, "Ya, lets go!"
We take his car to the old movie theater that's off of State Street. It's kind of creepy, but honestly, what isn't in this town. We walk through the front door and surprisingly there's a line composed mostly of elderly women.
'Great…it's granny day at the movies'
Shaun smiles at me and we take our place in line. I look over the movie titles quickly. I never kept up to date on the newest movies. One movie in particular jumped out at me, probably because of its title, Dracula.
I loved horror movies so I asked Shaun if we could see that one when we got up to the older red-headed lady in a red movie uniform. "Sure, whatever you want," Shaun said all too happily. I think he probably wanted to see this movie but wouldn't dare take me to it because most girls don't like horror flicks.
Shaun paid for my tickets even though I insisted that I pay for myself. He would have none of it. Even when I tried to pay for my popcorn he beat me too it and paid the lady before I could even get my money out. I gave up trying to pay for myself throughout the night.
The movie was grotesque and gory, horrible and yet slightly amusing. Shaun and I were two of the five people that were in the movie. The other three were some daring old ladies. Shaun and I laughed whenever there was a ridiculous slaughtering in the movie while the others screamed in terror.
Dracula's producer obviously had never heard of CGI, it was terrible. You could see the string and zippers on some monsters and even worse yet the monsters talked like one of the Japanese movies that had been dubbed to English. Their lips never once matched what they were saying. It was hilarious. By the time we left the movie we were in tears from laughing so hard.
When we clamed down Shaun asked if I would like to get some dinner. It was about four now so I said sure. We got into his car still giggling every now and then.
"That was the worst film I've ever seen," Shaun chuckles.
"I loved it! That's an instant classic for me!" I almost double over by the time I finished that sentence and Shaun and I started laughing hysterically again.
When we finally got to the casual restaurant, called Louie's, we had calmed down again. Shaun opened my door for me and let me out. Shaun always seemed to have a warm smile worn on his lips and his blue eyes always seemed to be glistening.
We got a seat immediately. I watched the fish swim around in the fish tank next to us as we waited for our waiter to come take our drink orders. Our waiter came a few minutes after we were seated. He was a scrawny teenager with a bad hair cut but he had warm, honey colored eyes.
"What would you like today?" He asked in a half squeaky, half deep toned voice. We told him what we'd like to drink and Shaun order an appetizer, of shrimp, and then placed my main course and his.
"Will that be it?" The waiter, named Jay asked. Shaun and I nodded and the boy walked off.
Our appetizer came quickly and so did our drinks. The main course came only five minutes afterwards. We ate our crab quickly and sat talking for another hour. We talked about everything from what schools we'd been to and where we'd grown up to what color our socks are.
It all went nicely and we even got to watch the sun set from our booth. Too bad my mood was killed when they walked in.
