library.
As I walk through the doors I spot him. He is seated at a table in the far corner facing the window. The library doesn’t have the best view. Directly outside the windows is the parking lot where all of the students park, then across the street is the park, where I spent my first class, a while back, mourning Michael. Wait where is that flutter in my stomach when I think about him. Hhhmmm not there. Maybe I am getting over him, finally.
I feel a new flutter, or more like, a nervous rumbling.
As I approach Jack, he turns and smiles, “Hey, you made it.”
I smile back, that warm feeling spreads through my face and down my neck again. This time I hold his gaze. I could get lost in those eyes. They are almond shaped and the bluest I have ever seen. As I get a better look, I notice his brown hair is a little shaggy on top and falls across his right eye at times. He is a little lanky but still strong looking.
Don’t know what it is about this guy but I am speechless. He offers the chair next to him, so I sit. I have to make myself stop staring. I glance at the table and books piled in front of us. Don't make a fool f yourself, Ever.
He asks, “So what should I do to catch up in Mr. Grigg’s class?”
I grab his book, thankful to have something other than those eyes to focus on and explain, “Well each week we are responsible for reading two chapters and completing questions with a project.”
I continue, “Um... It’s all listed in the syllabus.”
He nods as I talk and smirks occasionally. My breath catches when I look up and find a little tilted smile at the corner of his lips. His full lips with that smile are so captivating, and I lose track of where we were.
He asks,” Which classes do you have left?”
I have to think for a minute, my mind is scrambled.
“I have biology next.” I answer nervously.
He smiles again and tells me, “So do I, will you show me the ropes in that class too?”
I reply quietly, “Definitely.”
Okay Ever, two classes, at some point, you're going to have to get it together .
I suddenly remember the day before and frown, glancing at his hands. He looks down at his hands at the same moment then looks at me questioningly. I look away. His hands look normal, I’m just crazy.
He asks meeting my gaze again, “So do you eat lunch?”
I smirk, “Yes.”
He asks, “Will you show me where the cafeteria is?”
I smile and stand eager to focus on something before I make a fool out of myself for staring. What is wrong with me ?
As we walk down the hall, I look up and make eye contact with Michael. He is standing by his locker looking from Jack to me and back with a curious look. I take the opportunity and give just a hint of a smile. Ha! Let him be jealous, serves him right. This day is shaping up after all.
We enter the cafeteria and I immediately spot Gabbi and Reggie in the middle set of tables. They are sitting with Jamie and Roberta. I guide Jack to their table and everyone looks up as I introduce him.
Gabbi grabs my arm when we sit and whispers, “He is a cutie.”
My lips turn upward, “I know, right.”
***
My normal lab partner in biology is a girl I don’t really care, but have to put up with anyway. Her name is Julia and she is the obnoxious version of Gabbi, if you can imagine. She doesn’t ever stop talking about other people. It’s different than Gabbi though, because she talks down about them, like she is better than everyone else. She is tall, blonde and skinny. She always has the latest and greatest in clothes, shoes and whatever else, which doesn’t help with her snob problem. Obviously, she has a lot of issues. But, who am I to point fingers.
When Jack and I enter class, I decide to steer us to a different lab table. We sit down and I begin to arrange my things. The next thing I know, I glance up and there is Julia leaning against the table with her arms crossed and a
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