Being With A Jock

Chapter 2

 Do I want to move?

 Yes?

 No?

 Maybe?

 Ughh, I'm too tedious right now to even come up with a decision. More lazy. It's a no to moving. What time is it anyway?

 Knock Knock Knock

 "Who is it?" I ask. My body feels faded and tedious. They never heard me.

 I sloppily climb off my bed and slouch over to the door. I rose my hand slowly from tediousness and opened the door. Chance is standing outside my door in the hall. My eyes widen and I stiffed straight.

 "Chance?" I examine him by a glance.

 He's wearing a backpack over one shoulder, a crimson plaid short sleeve shirt - showing his nice biceps - and black jeans. He never had a watch on this time. Still, his hair looked fine, very fine. Makes me want to fiddle with it and slowly run my fingers in it. Sniff it like fresh air. I like brown haired guys with blue eyes. I even like blond haired guys with green eyes. I'm weird like that. I have many type of guys for me but if you have brown hair and blue eyes or just brown or blue eyes, I'm going to be attractive to you right away.

 "Hey, Tomster How you feeling?" he asks with a friendly smile. His voice is just so ecstatic to my ears. Very sexy. But I can't like him, even though I do. Ugh!

 "Tired," I reply tiresomely. "What are you doing here?" I ask.

 "I said I'll be your guide," he repeats from yesterday. I thought that was a one-time thing. Only for yesterday when he gave a tour around the huge dorm. "You better ready. School starts today," he adds.

 "OK," I say. "Give me a minute."

 I completely forgot that school starts today. When I'm tired, I literally forget what's important, occasionally.

 I close the door and went over to my drawer. I pull out a pair of boxer briefs and fresh clean clothes from my closet. I lay the clothes on the bed and explore my hands in my bag for my toothbrush. I was going to shower in the bathroom outside the rooms but I realized we get small bathrooms in our rooms. I shower quickly after brushing my teeth clean; like who wants stanky breath and green bean teeth. Not me. When I was finished, I dry off and got dressed in my clothes

 I grab my backpack and haul it over both shoulders. I lace up my shoes and ready to go. Before I open the door, I think to myself. Would Chance like my clothes? A striped plaid shirt with a sweater shirt over it and tinted blue jeans? I hope so.

 I open the door. "I'm ready now," I say, smiling with my teeth.

 "Took you long, let’s go," he says.

 I lock the door and follow Chance to the mini cafeteria where they serve breakfast for any students that need - and we do need it. Breakfast is a source of energy that helps us get through a full day of school, or in an adults case, work. Chance and I both order cereal. Guess what? It's free! Best news ever. They serve free breakfast here. I'm loving this so far.

 Chance sits across from me eating his Cinnamon Toast cereal while I eat the oh so delicious Froot Loops. You can never go wrong with Froot Loops. They taste amazing. I love them. Yet, I couldn't stop gazing at him. Gazing at his complexion, a sexy appearance. Luckily he doesn't notice me gazing at him.

 He looks up at me and I quickly bow my head to my cereal. I feel embarrassed but I don't think he notices. "Do you think you'll have a good first day?" he asks.

 "I might. I always do when I moved for Grade 9, 10 and 11," I answer clearly and then look at him.

 "You moved that much?" he questions. He seems surprised.