When I finished speaking I turned to see who I was talking too. He was tall, and lean and at the same time very handsome with very dark brown hair, almost black. With the lightest blue eyes I've ever seen, like, blue crystals. His cheeks where high like a model and his lips where slim but thick. He had a regular blue t-shirt on with cargo shorts and black sandals, the regular summer wardrobe I guess you could say.
He chuckled then said "So, this is your locker?" Pointing to my locker.
"Yeah, it would be a great one too if it weren't for the blonde over there." I said glumly pointing with my thumb to the girl I encountered earlier.
"Well then aren't you lucky because mines right here!" Egotistically he beamed pointing to the locker to the right of mine, trying to enlighten the mood.
I had to laugh at that. "Yeah, I guess it has its ups and downs." After a few seconds of silence I interrupted with my name. "I'm Rose."
"Nice name, it fits you. I'm Eden by the way." He said smiling sweetly at me.
For some reason this sounded like I've heard it all before. But, I just couldn't put my finger on it. "Have I met you before? You look so familiar." I was thinking deeply trying to figure who he was from memory.
"Nope, I don't think so." He said kind of tense. I dismissed it, not thinking anything of it.
"Oh well, so what class do you have next?" I wondered.
"Trig with Plaster, You?" He retorted.
"Language. And just a heads up, watch out for the cell phone Nazi, she has the eyes of a hawk." I said giggling.
He looked at me confused. Then played along. "I guess I'll have too see, then. Is she bitchy?"
"Very."
We both laughed then said our goodbyes. I could have sworn I saw him somewhere before, and I could have sworn I talked to him for a long while when I had met him, if I did that is. All I know is that it's gonna drive me crazy until I figure out who he is and where I remember him from.
Later, after literature, and nothing but learning the rules and procedures of each class, came lunch. The large room was filled with outsized tables and some small tables next to the beautiful scenery filled windows, which seated two people.
The lunch line took five minutes alone to buy and get any type of meal. After those few minutes, tables started to fill vastly in numbers, people where flowing in like crazy. There was only one small, two-person, table left, and I grabbed the table in just enough time.
The window was glistening from the sun outside with green grass and butterflies fluttering across the football field. The clouds where giant and entirely white, looking like you could find them in a painting.
"May I sit here?" I instantly turned my stare on a familiar brownish/black haired boy. Eden.
"Oh hey, yeah sure. I won't stop you." I motioned him to sit in the chair across from me. Wonder why he'd want to sit next to me in the first place, he has friends doesn't he?
"You got the best seat in the house. You must be lucky. So, yeah you where right Mrs. Plaster was a total crazy lady. Well, I can tell I'll be having tons of encounters with her over the school year."
"Eh, I probably will too. Who knows?" I lightly snickered. Eden joined in.
"So, what class do you have next?" He said getting out his schedule from his bag.
I got out mine and skimmed over it. "Umm, 3-D Art Advanced, you?"
"Well, I'm sad too say that I have the same class as you, how unfortunate." He bowed his head and started to pout dramatically.
I threw a chip at him and giggled. "You should be in drama instead then, if you don't want to be in a class with me." I said truthfully.
"Oh, you think? Well thank you for the compliment. But I would much rather have art class with you." He happily stated.
"Really." I said intuitively.
Silence.
Then we both cracked out in laughter.
"So what type of art do you draw?" He said sort of sarcastically.
"Eh, a little of everything really." I curiously asked.
"That's odd, because to put in simpler words I technically draw the same as you do."
"Well then, I guess I'll just have to see your drawings sometime then, now won't I?" I asked with puppy dog eyes.
"Depends if it's a good day or not." He said matter-of-factly.
"Very Interesting..." I said suspiciously.
"Very." He chuckled.
After a couple more minutes of us chatting about anything and everything the bell rang for us to leave the lunch room and head to third period.
"So, Rose…" Eden said and paused for a moment for me to answer.
"Yeah, Eden?" I answered, as we where walking out of the lunch room.
"Would you like too walk to art together?" He asked kind of nervous.
Isn't that weird, I thought I'd get screwed this year but, didn't I just get the long end of the stick. I guess Eden was right, I was lucky. "Sure, where going to the same place anyways." I said nonchalantly.
"You are right about that, even though I still say that I don't want to be in the same class as you." He said jokingly.
I looked at him with the best sad face I could muster up.
He looked at me and started to think that he actually hurt my feelings. "Aww, Rose I didn't mean too. I'm sorry." He said truthfully.
I flicked him in the nose and ran to the art room. He caught on and started chasing after me. We laughed and, obviously, ran the whole way to class.