I hope my thoughts weren't revealed while I was zoning. That wouldn't be to good. Maybe this Caleb boy was just really concerned cause I probably do look sick. He wasn't snooping...or was he? I don't know. I probably should stop jumping to conclusions but I can't help it. Thoughts were zipping in and out of my mind, in turn causing a huge headache to form. I really need to stop doing that, I'm overanalyzing things again and it's getting to me. My thoughts were cut-off once again by someone behind me saying "Well if it isn't Mr. Caleb Bowan" loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. I looked at Caleb who was looking at whoever was behind me and saw annoyance and dread creep on his face while his smile grew grim and tight. Curiosity sparked in my mind as I looked upon the emotions running across Caleb's face. I finally decided that I would turn around and look upon the inturder of my thoughts and the person causing the unease of Caleb. My eyes fell upon a girl who I knew right away I wouldn't ever get along with. I wasn't much of a judgemental person when first seeing someone but looking upon her I knew right away that she was one of the rich snobby girls that causes drama and insults everyone just to make herself feel good. Although a new emotion hit me and it hit me unexpectedly. I tried pushing it aside telling myself I was being stupid and how I shouldn't feel such a strong emotion as that. As much as I pushed against it jealous worked its way up the jealousy meter. She was quite attractive. I would say the perfect girl: long gorgeous blond hair, big blue-eyes, long curled eyelashes, hour glass shaped, and nicely dressed to show off what she had. To be honest with you this girl had it going for her. She carried the aura of confidence but along with it she carried arrogance and cockiness. I realized that I wasn't the only one, other than Caleb, staring at the mysterious blondie. As I kept my gaze on her while she kept her gaze fixed on Caleb, I saw a mischievious smile play across her lips for a brief moment. I grew uneasy, not for me, but for Caleb. Wait why do I even care? I hardly know him. Still the feeling of uneasiness grew as the girl bore her gaze into Caleb. I turned back around and looked at Caleb, for a second he broke eye contact with her and looked at me. I met his gaze but then he looked back up at her. If you stayed focus on Caleb you could see slight tension in the muscles of his arm and the continous twitching in his lips. As an observer, looking further down at his hands you would have seen that he had them balled up. Me being who I am I didn't stop at that observation, I looked at Caleb as a whole and you could see his entire stance was tense. The vibes reputing from Caleb were filled with tension. I continued to fix my eyes on him and watched as he nodded his head once at her then turned back around to face the teacher and continued discussing whatever it was he had to discuss with her.. I wasn't sure what he was talking about to her because he was speaking at a level to which only someone right there in front of him could hear. Behind me I heard the girl laugh under her breath, a laugh only someone very very close to her would only hear. I finally tore my gaze off of Caleb and looked about the room. I noticed it was quite organized. As I was about to fix my gaze forward I saw the color blue flash in front of me. My focus snapped into place only to find that it was Caleb's shirt, a shirt that defined his muscles quite nicely. Oh damnit Adalia what are you thinking!!!
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I sat next to Adalia. Thoughts were bouncing around in my head. Thoughts of Adalia and Carlene. What the hell is Carlene doing here? I thought she was going to stay in North Carolina. I swear to God if she convinced her parents to move down here because of me I'm going to just drive myself insane. She is beyond psycho. I looked over at Adalia and everything looked like it was going to be okay as long as she was going to be here. "Carlene Fitzgerald." "Right here. Do you mind if you get one of the other students to pass back my schedule please?" "Uhm excuse me?" Before Carlene could answer some random kid jumped up and grabbed her schedule to hand it to her. Carlene smirked with satisfaction. I was disgusted at this sight. People were pratically bowing down and kissing her feet already and she's new. How messed up was that?
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-to be continued... :)
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