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(Tina)

I woke up on a Monday morning, completely excited to go to school. I wanted to see the love of my life, Ross Shor Lynch. I've been in love with him since I first moved to California from Montana. I've been neighbors with Ross for 6 years. I fell in love at first sight. Ever since then, I've been following him around and I've always been there for him. I know I sound like a creep, but I'm not like stalking him or anything. I'm just keeping an eye on him because I care about him, that's all. 

Ross was the type of guy that every girl wanted. He was known as the most hottest, coolest, and famous guy ever in the history of school. He's also a playboy. He can get any girl he wants. I know I stand no chance, but I didn't care. We were both currently attending Locke High School. We were both seniors and to my surprise, we had all the same classes. To be honest, I was actually hoping for that.

I spent everyday doing something thoughtful for Ross, but he always turns it down and insults me. No matter what, I still didn't care. I was doing everything and I'd do anything for him. He's the love of my life. I know that sounds stupid and crappy, but that's how I feel. I'm that kind of a person who does whatever for their lover. Every single day, I always make Ross something; breakfast, lunch, gifts, etc. I really wanted to show him my feelings towards him and that it will never change. I want him to know that I'm serious and that this isn't a joke.

As always, I show up to school super duper early. It was eventually the time that Ross shows up. He shows up early to school for morning practice. He's such a great team captain. 

I walked up to him, holding out a brown bag. Inside was filled up with breakfast things; pancakes, sausages, eggs, and bacon. "I made this for you," I told him, stopping him at his locker. "Don't want it," He simply ignored me and opened his locker. "I'll take that," His friend, Chase, spoke taking the bag out of my hand.  I wanted to tell him to give it back, but I didn't. I've never spoken to anyone before, other than Ross himself and my friends of course. I decided to let him keep it. I can always make him another one.

Ross walked away with his friends, who had just arrived, following behind. I've never actually had an actual conversation with him before. All I get is insults. I tried again during break. "Get lost will you!? Why do you keep hanging around me?! It's annoying, so quit it!" He shouted at me and walked away. I'll admit, that really hurt, but I'm used to it. His words don't hurt me as much as before. I know I can be annoying at times, but one day this will all be worth it, I know it.

I decided to leave him alone for the rest of the day. I'm pretty sure he's really annoyed right now. I just can't help it. I'm completely in love with him. School was over in a blink of an eye. I was about to open my locker when someone accidentally bumped into me. "I'm sorry." The person said. I looked up to find the school's second hottest, coolest, and whatever, staring at me. "It's okay." I whispered. "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, right?" He asked in the most sweetest voice ever. I shook my head in reply. "You don't talk much do you? You're Tina Noah. I have you for AP Biology." He smiled at me. He knows me? I didn't think anyone in this whole entire school knew my name. They only knew me by my nickname, the girl who's obsessed with Ross, a.k.a. Ross' stalker. "Yeah. You're Colin Ford. You sit right in front of me." I chuckled. I think I made this a little too awkward by saying where he exactly sits. He smiled at me, "You know me? I didn't think a cute girl like you would notice me." Did he just call me cute? I looked at him. No way was he flirting with me, right? I mean is this what people call flirting? I have no clue. I've never been flirted with nor have I ever dated. This is all new to me. 

"I'll see you around." Colin spoke. "By the way, I'm sorry for bumping into you. You know how clumsy people are these days." He smiled and then left. I stood there replaying everything that happened just now. Was he only trying to start a conversation...? I eventually shook it off and opened my locker, grabbing everything and left. I hope tomorrow will be a better day.

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