Octavia's P.O.V
I woke up feeling different, like maybe my life has changed. Today feels like a good day. I took a shower, did my makeup, and got dressed. I put a bow in my hair and went out the door to my bus stop. when I got on the bus Norms name tag was gone. "strange..." I thought. in its place was an empty name tag. I put my headphones in and start to play music when a hand reaches across my face I look at what they are doing. the hand was writing on the empty tag. Their writing was graceful and very neat. They wrote "Phil". My eyes wonder up his arm, he has very strong arm by the look of it. when my eyes reach his shoulder I shift my gaze to his face. His eyes are looking extra green today, if that makes any sense. his hair is gelled up in a swirl and his lips are a shade of pink I didn't think existed!
"Why hello there, beautiful" his sweet voice rung in my ears. he sat down and put his bag on the floor and his guitar case between his legs.
"Hey, are you feel better?"
"After seeing you, much" he smirked.
His teeth are so perfect and white.
I blushed, "well that's great to hear, not to be rude but I thought this was Norms seat?"
"I called the bus lines and asked for a switch"
"Wow... um that was.. nice?"
"It was kind of selfish actually, I needed to see your face everyday to cheer me up. I would move mountains to see you blush"
I giggled and continued to listen to my music.
When we got to school, Phil walked me to class and we even had lunch together! he told me all about his life and I told him a bit about me. I just wanted to be with him every second of the day. Everything about Phil was flawless, his eyes, his hair, his dimples, his cheeks, everything! I was falling for him at a rapid pace and I needed to control myself or he might leave.
Its been a week and Phil and I have gotten really close. I feel like a new person, love can do that. I get ready for school and put my hair in a bun and went out to my bus stop. I sat down and waited for Phil to get on, but only Norm did. "i guess he's getting a ride in?" I thought. he didn't get a ride in, by the end of the day I was worried sick! when I got off the bus I called his house , his mom answered,
"Hello?"
"Hi, my name is Octavia. I would like to speak to Phil please."
"Oh you're the girl he always talks about! he hasn't stopped talking about you since his first day at school. but I regret to inform, he can't come to the phone. he has some sort of flu that has really takin a beating on my poor boy. I'm sorry"
I hear the click of her hanging up so I do the same.
"Poor Phil, I can't Believe this.." I whisper. I will get his homework tomorrow and bring it to his house and visit.
