I was awoken from my dazed, confused, questioning thoughts. I didn't, couldn't believe that this was it, or him I should say. He started to get up, I, still sitting at our desk gawking at him. Them, with a painfully amount of time taken up realization washed threw me, he was getting away. I swiftly picked my carry bag up from the ground, did large, exaggerating sweep with my arm, cramming all important sheets into large ruffles in my bag. I hastily hurried for the door. My shoes making a painful amount of noise, the water in them squishing in and out like a pulse in my toes as I hurried towards the guy who had me eating from his hand, desperate for answers. "Wait" I called out to him, just as he was about to exit the room. So fast, I couldn't be sure he turned around, glanced at me and walked his long, graceful strides forward. I could feel my teachers eyes on me, disapproving. I ignored him and ran like the dork I was toward 'him'. I caught up to him barley, him movements swift, fast, but at a walk, I knew that instantly he could outrun me. I reached out for him, my long thin fingers grabbing his muscular upper arm. He stopped, like he was stunned, astonished. His expression changed quicker than possible for any normal being. He was angry, I could tell. He turned his body towards me, facing mr, anger flaring in his eyes.
"What do you want?" He practically spat out in his accent, it was mean, but oddly beautiful. I was so stunned I just stood there, hurt by the tone of his voice though the I didn't even know him, or well, not much. It was like he was crushing my heart in his strong fists. I think he saw the hurt in my eyes, a flicker of sympathy, longing, came across him. GHe took a deep breath, exhale;ing, his eyes softer, but still angry, he smiled flashing me brilliant teeth.
"Sorry about that young miss, best be on my way now." He lurched forward, spooking me, I was so startled it took me a second to react. "WAIT!" I called, he already in the distance. I started to desperately run, to fetch the guy who could have all the answers to the questions that had been over flooding my head. But deep down in my heart I knew there was more, I would never admit it, but there was something about him that I liked. Actually, more than liked. Students in the long hall crowded to the side so to get out of my way. People laughing, other giving disapproving snickers. But I didn't care, couldn't. He was way off in the distance, going threw the schools cheap, heaving doors. Then, just as he was about to leave, I ran into something. Something hard, what was up with me running into things???? I fell flat on the ground, books sprawled in many directions. I exhaled, tired, defeated, sad as ever.