Staring is rude
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
I tightly gripped the straps of my bag, puffing air out of my mouth and biting my lip as I stood in front of the school building. Everyone was happy to see their friends after exams and vacations. I wonder where my friend is. I looked down at my watch and tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for my one and only best friend, Charlie.
Suddenly, a huge body collided with me, making me stumble and roll my eyes at the huge shriek that followed.
"Mikey!"
I was enveloped in a hug. I chuckled and hugged her back.
"Wassup bro? Still debating over entering hell or not?" she asked, letting go of me as she sent me a wink.
"To be honest, yeah. I don't wanna start another year here... hiding," I said with pout on my lips as she lightly punched my arm.
"How ya doing?"
"Eh... I got this hot waitress waiting for me this evening. Wish me luck bruh. Big Mama said hi." She said with smirk, as we started walking towards the front gates.
Charlie and I've been friends since kindergarten, when a boy decided to take her crayons and I saved the day by calling that boy a monkey. He probably ran off to the teacher and cried while Charlie and I colored. Quite a funny story, but we both stuck together through everything after that. She came out as lesbian to me when were were 16. I accepted her for who she was because ...after all she was like my sister and my best friend! But things went quite bad when she decided to tell her parents about it. She was god damn nervous about it. Her parents were super duper religious, and having their only child homosexual was beyond their imagination. So they did what douchebag parents would do. They decided to kick her out as soon as she yelled, "I'm gay bitches."
After she got kicked out, obviously my parents refused to let her in because she was an 'abomination'. Our parents became friends at a Sunday Mass. We both were damned. Well after that, Charlie went to this Café/Bakery and that's where we met Big Mama. A nice black woman from Spain who owned the shop. She took Charlie in with love and soon Charlie started helping her with work to pay her off, but the woman refused to take it. She would just give her hug before going back to work. I was happy that my best friend was not on road, and I was glad that there might be a small family waiting for me after I come out to my parents.
As for my parents, this is the first hometown where we stayed through our life. I remember moving out of this town for my father's business, but thank God, we came back. I had friends before becoming besties with Charlie. There was a boy who was our neighbour, but he soon moved out and I never saw him again. We were not amazing friends. He was a quite, shy boy so I never got to talk to him.
"I'll come over to the bakery. It's her birthday right?" I asked as I took off my jacket and placed it in my locker before taking my books out and fixing my hair a bit.
"Yup! I'm so excited!" Charlie jumped a little making me laugh and nod. She started blabbering about the waitress who was named Audrey. I just nodded along the way and walked with my head down.
"Alright! Charlie, I get it! She's insanely beautiful! Now can I please go to my class?" I asked, chuckling as she held on my arm, fan girling. She blushed and let go of my arm before pushing me towards the door, making me stumble inside.
I went in back of the room and sat down opening my book and just in time for our English teacher, Mr. Smith, to arive. We all stood up to greet him good morning before he nodded and told us to sit down, with a smile.
"Well, before we start our poem, class please welcome our new student, Clyde Anderson."
And then entered a guy (obviously) with short brown hedgehog hair, tan golden skin and a lip piercing on his lower lip and gosh his lips were beautiful and plump. He was wearing a green jacket over black shirt and skinny jeans with his matching combat boots. Let's just say I was awestruck by the sex god standing in front of me.
I was looking at him wide eyed, when his eyes flickered from window he was staring out of to directly on me and that smirk which coated his lips! That made me snap out of it. I looked back down at my book, clearing my throat.
"Clyde please have a seat. Um, Mr. Woods?" Well fuck.
"Yes sir?" I asked raising my head up from book, not daring to look at dashing boy. I made sure my gaze stuck to my teacher. I gulped and waited for his next command.
"If you don't mind, please help Clyde to his classes today so he won't get in trouble. Most of his classes are with you." I nodded and smiled at Mr. Smith. A small smile. I was damned because Clyde kept smirking at me throughout whole conversation.
"Please sit with Mr. Woods, Clyde." I sat down immediately and shuffled to the seat next to the wall, leaving him other one. I cleared my throat again and looked at my book. I felt him sitting down next to me and damn...the aura around him. I'm glad I'm not one of those guys in denial.
"Okay class open page number 260..." I started jotting down a few important points of summary about poem, when Clyde spoke, making me jump a little. He chuckled and shook his head, making me feel even more embarrassed.
"I never caught your name, blue." He said with smirk on his face which was not coming off.
"It's not blue." I muttered under my breath but he he heard it and grinned. "Michael....." I said slowly and hesitantly looking at him Damn me if I'm wrong, but he had those perfect beautiful green eyes everyone dreamed off. Lord! This guy was crafted by God himself!
As the period ended and everyone started getting out of class along with the teacher. I was stuck with some hot guy who wasn't moving, in middle of room. "Well Michael," he started, and leaned forward, making me squirm. "It's rude to stare." He said with smirk playing on his lips again as he leaned back and stood up. "Let's not miss our next class now. Let's go." He said with smirk, sending me a wink, before leaving me bewildered.
And just in time the teacher came back into the class making me gather my things and rush out.
What the hell just happened?