Nail Biter

Fear of the Unknown

'I won't be giving you homework over summer break, because that is just abuse towards your fragile minds...' I stopped listening. I found no interest in what Mr.Bregem had to say, no homework no problem right? But I found my self, focused on the girl across the room. Blonde hair, bright crystal blue eyes, and a ring that stretch ed up her finger. She had on shorts and a sweatshirt that day, nothing out of the ordinary. But she seemed to be not aware of what she was doing, like she always is. She sat crissed crossed on her chair, with her forearm leaning on her notebooks. I don't know her name, nor do I have the courage to ask. I wouldn't say I'm 'popular' but I'm pretty well known, but she is introverted. Really introverted. She sits by herself at lunch, and people are to scared to talk to her. I would, but my ego and pride blind me and force me back to my friend group. Everyday I attempt to work up the courage but as soon as she looks my way, I freeze and go the other direction. I'm horrible, and I need to get over myself, I know it. She is beyond gorgeous, and I bet easy to get to know, but my dumb ass self keeps holding me away from it. My body still focused on her, I faintly heard the bell ring, and all the students rush out of the room with the teacher wishing them a good, safe summer. But she just sat there, and started doodling away, like she never saw anyone leave the room. I tried to look away so it wasn't too obvious I was eyeing her. Mr. Bregem then spoke to us, ' you two can leave now, no more school...summer break.' He seemed a little anxious for us to leave and I knew he started getting annoyed of our lack of absence.
I packed up all my junk I still had left, and walked out of the class room. But the girl didn't seem to budge.
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I waited outside of the classroom door, for a good fourty five minutes for her to walk out. I thought maybe if I was there I could 'accidentally' bump into her and have an excuse to talk. But she never came out and I became anxious. I walked back into the classroom,
But the only one in there was the teacher playing on his phone. She was gone. I asked Mr. Bregem wen she may have left, his answer was just a shoulder shrug and a 'I don't know, maybe like half an hour ago'. Like that helped any, I should have seen her lleave, there is only one door into the classroom. She left me again, in the dark, still not knowing her name.
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I sat on my bed for a good two hours. I was a little depressed I would go another three months not knowing who she is, not until I screw up another year next year as a junior. I looked into my small mirror and gave myself a pep talk.
"Micheal Andrews, you better get over this shit you're throwing at yourself. It's just a stupid girl who will break your heart anyway. You're a man! A man, who is in varsity football, a man who sucks at math, a man who can get any chick he desires because he is a good looking." I pulled my fingers through my hair. I'm extremely cocky but that's just how I keep my self running. I decided to get my sources to help me find the girl. Jacob, my best friend. I called him asking if he could come over, then I hear a knock at my door.
' Sah, dude! I can't believe it's summer,
Time to get a tan, and get the chicks am I right,' he welcomed himself in and pushed my shoulder while stepping through the door.
'Actually, yes, chicks' I murmured so he wouldn't hear me but then he yelled back,
'Anyone in mind, Jessica and Caleb just broke up, what about her?' He grabbed an apple and began devouring it, I shook my head when the girl popped back into my mind.
' there's a new girl, I think she's new im not really sure.' I shrug letting it fall off my shoulders so he wouldnt get to hyped. But again, I was wrong and he proclaimed,
' Oh yeah I know who you're talking about!! For sure, her name is Sarah, GORGEOUS brown hair, I swear she is a goddess.' He raised his eyebrows, so did I but not for her.
'No, not her. It's someone else, she has blonde hair, the coolest blue eyes, they remind me of painted glass,
She is really quite, but she is perfect.
I never get the courage to talk to her though.' I dozed off thinking about how she flips her hair, the way she strokes her pen when drawing or taking notes,
Or the delicate way she bites her nails.
I got a quick awakening when Jacob slapped me across the back of the head.
'Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? You actually like this girl don't you?'
I didn't know what to say, I freeze every time I think of her or see her.
'I don't know, don't make a big deal of it. I actually called you over to help me' I couldn't spit out the words, I fall n love the moment I see her and I don't even know her name. I didn't even realize she existed until this year.
We both just sat there. All I could think of is her. I was scared, what if she didn't know I was alive, what if she leaves this school and I never see her again, what if she doesn't know me, what if..what if...what if.