Miserably Loving You

Everyday she sees him. Just walking the halls. Those devilish halls. Where she hears the names being whispered at her and the giggles from the girl that think they are prettier then her. But their insides are ugly. Her mind was starting to run again. Where was she? Oh, right. Him... That awful but wonderful boy. That caught her eye the first day he moved here. She could never say a word to him.  But, Oh how she wished she could. Before some skank got the chance to snatch him up. She sat near or next to him in almost every class. It seemed, they shared a major. Medical Science. She loved the idea of saving people's lives. But didn't want to deal with all of it. So fixing medical equipment was a good way to help other but stay in the background. She wasn't sure if that's what he was doing also. She wanted to know badly. He took over her thoughts. Even when she was thinking about something totally on the other side of the Earth she could always run it back to him. That terrible boy. With his bright blue eyes... She let out a louder-then-needed loving sigh and she felt his eyes on here. She glanced at him. She could tell he was wondering what she was thinking about. She just went back to her work. She could have sworn he smiled at her. And that made her smile like a fool for the rest of class. Afterwards she was gathering her things and a small note fell out of her book. She studied it and then picked it up. She quickly rushed out of the class and to her next one. She sat through that, staring at the back of his head. Did he always have to be right in he field of sight? The rest of the day went slowly. Last class, then lunch, then back to her apartment. She got there ran to her room and locked the door. Her friends wren't home yet. She throw her stuff on the floor and pulls the note of of her pocket. 

You seem really wonderful. Mind having lunch tomorrow? Return with answer

That's all the note said. She looked it over and over again. This couldn't be from him... But she would have noticed anyone else putting it on her desk. She wrote a small yes on it and returned it to her bag. At this point. Her chest was tight. She turned on her iHome playing whatever music came on. Her thoughts were wild with him. How would tomorrow go? 

Author's Note

I don't really know what this is. Or where it came from. It's kinda not all that great. May keep this going. I don't know.

Reviews

[Neshie]

This sounds like an awesome idea and you should keep going with it. :3

[Kitten]

Thanks. I'm still unsure though.