I was at my locker before the start of second period. The halls didn't clear since the bell hasn't rung yet. No one wants to go do anything on a Friday.
My first week being with Akaashi was pure bliss. He's amazing and it doesn't get any better than that. He actually holds my hand now, and I can walk him to class, and he let me meet his friends that don't go to the school which are the important ones.
He has another baseball game tonight and I wondered if I should wait for him. Maybe we could go out again and I can call it a date. I would love for him to let me take him out on a real date.
"Yo," Blake came by. "Your boy wasn't in first period this morning." he said. I don't think its a big deal, but Blake was confused. "Its weird because he's always here, isn't he? Cheryl was so happy because she thinks she might make it to third in the class now," he explained and leaned against the lockers.
I still don't find it weird that Akaashi decided to skip school. I do it all the time, but that's why I'm failing my math class. Blake seemed concerned though and it made me worry a bit; he's right, Akaashi is always here. I haven't seen him miss days. Should I worry? Maybe he just wanted to sleep in.
"Why is your girlfriend so cutthroat for?" I asked, changing the subject. I didn't want to be uncomfortable. Lets just leave it at that.
"I don't know. She really wants to get in to Brown University and that's like..." he paused for a moment, then shrugged because he didn't care. "I'm just saying, its a battle right now, and its unusual that Akaashi isn't here. It was all quiet in class today, and the girls were sad and I'm just trying to understand what's so special about him." he said, frustrated, and pulled his phone out.
"I've heard that for four years." he looked up at me. "Being pretty is nothing, and I'm sure he's getting tired of hearing that bullshit. I know I am." he shook his head and began tapping on his screen furiously, texting Cheryl.
Does Akaashi get tired of it?
All people ever say is that he's pretty. No one mentions the other things too. He's super smart. He's good at sports. He's really nice and gets along with everyone. He's helpful. And he's dating me. There are plenty of other qualities that he has but no one seems to mention them. Now that I think about it, all I ever hear about is that he's pretty.
He must be tired then right?
He doesn't say much about it to me. In fact, he doesn't say anything about it. I don't expect him to rant to me yet, but I would want to know if he's tired of getting called pretty all the time. Would he tell me if he felt that way?
This is what I hated.
I'm not supposed to be worrying but here I am doing just that. Now that Akaashi isn't here, it makes me feel worse. I would text him but how would I even ask anything? I don't want to be overbearing or clingy or pushy. I should give him space right? Should I leave him alone? I don't know what should happen.
Maybe I'm just overreacting.
It wasn't till after fourth period that I saw Akaashi. He didn't look too happy either. He kept a plain face with anyone that talked to him. I'm sure he didn't want to be here, its not like anyone wanted to be, but he looked upset. All I had to do was stand by him. I didn't ask questions, I didn't say anything, I didn't try to provoke him. I knew him well enough to tell when he wasn't in a good mood, and today was it. I just held his hand and he let me.
One of his friends called out to him and somehow, he got even more upset. We turned back slightly to see the person that was getting Akaashi's attention.
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Pretty Boy (BoyxBoy)Teen Fiction
It gets sort of boring only being noticed for physical appearance, always being called out on a pretty face, being talked about for having a different body shape, not being able to express other qualities. Being pretty isn't the only thing a person...