Max's P.O.V
I only caught his eyes though, never got to see the full oh-so good looking guy. I walked on ignoring the fluttering butterfly marching band that had occurred when he looked straight at me.
My first period class was English. I liked my English teacher. She was middle aged, understood how other people felt, and was single her whole life.
A lot of people were late to class because they were 'busy'. What was the sudden reaction about the new kid about? I busied myself copying down the daily agenda of our homework.
Hannah sat in her usual seat next to me, but kept on sending me notes.
OMG! I saw him and he was like so hot! Did u c him?
I sighed frustrated not because she was sending me notes, but because I felt 'abnormal'. I was 'absurdly' using that word a lot today.
No. I didn't see him. Nice to know.
She rolled her eyes dramatically as if to say, "Oh silly Max."
Don't worry, I bet he won't get a lot of girls. Or at least not as much as you get guys.
Of course I knew. I knew it because a lot of guys usually stared at me strangely when I walked to the front of the class, when I raise my arms and I'm wearing a short shirt, or when I'm at gym, and I sprain my ankle and I need a lift to the nurse.
But the thing was that: it was all redundant for me.
You're weird.
I simply stated the truth, not wanting to elaborate on such a broad classification.
Look, I bet he has a class with you.
That was unexpected. I quizzically read the note for the second time. I finally managed to pick up my pencil and scribble something.
Why do you say that?
She gave me that look again and tapped her head.
I heard he's pretty smart for a new kid. And one thing I know, you're pretty nerdy.
Nerdy? Was that supposed to be an insult.
That wasn't much of a diss.
I tried to focus on the board and the teacher, but the thought of having him gave me an uneasy feeling. Why was I reacting this way? Another guy, big deal.
Whatever. Some times, you're hard 2 talk 2, Max.
I didn't reply back to that one. My first period class ended and I scuttled to my second period which was Biology having no idea that I would see him.
As I was walking out of my seat, Johnny a.k.a. the 'popular dude' came up to me with a flirtatious smile. I flinched at the sight. I mean, he never got to the point where he impressed me, then again, none of the male population tended to.
"Hi Johnny," I said casually not wanting to set up the awkward moment. We were walking together in the hallways now and some people were staring at us. Johnny moved closer and walked closer to me which made me involuntarily move a little to the other side.
"Hey Max. How was your weekend?" he asked…casually. I hoped.
"It was fine. How about you?" Sometimes, being polite was hard.
"It was really great. Did you know that there's beach party coming up next week?" he asked.
Was he kidding? Of course I knew! Everyone knew! I acted like it wasn't a big deal.
"Yeah, what about it?" Please no. Please no. Please no.
"Do you want to go there with me?" he said oh-so subtly. I looked up at his tall figure. I have to admit, he was a pretty cute guy.
"Um…I think I'm busy that day, but I'll see." Oh why?! Oh why was I cursed with this horribly 'too nice' disease?
His eyes lost its glint and his face became more lethargic.
"Oh, okay. But let me know what you're going to do. Bye!" he somehow managed to cover up his disappointment and head onto class. Sarah, my other good friend popped up from nowhere and looked at me like I was crazy.
"He just asked you out, and you said no." she stated bluntly.
"Apparently yes," I said with sarcasm.
"I don't get it. Why is the world so unfair?" she muttered the rest to herself as she went in the opposite direction. Tell me about it.