And We Will Always Be

Who Is He?

Crap,  I'm going to be late to physics,  I think to myself as I begin to sprint down the hallway. 

My books are shaking in my hands with my electric blue hair flying behind me.  I get to the senior lockers when someone jumps in front of me really fast and yells,  "BOO!" causing me jump.

The boy that scared me than proceeds to laugh hysterically while I start to stare at him in awe.

He was tall.  Really tall,  over six foot I have to say.  And he had beautiful shoulder length hair that was dirty blond that continued to fall in front of  him as he laughed.  As I continued to look at him, I saw his arm muscles flex and my jaw fell open.  His arms were HUGE. 

He finally opened his eyes to look at me,  and they were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen.  The color of pure moonlight,  of the most expensive diamond as the highlight.  They were silver,  and so vibrant.  They held so much happiness and joy in them.

But,  there was something mischievous about them.  Who is he?  I thought to myself.  The bell rang,  and as he continued to look at me and laugh,  I smiled the kindest smile I could and ran off.  Than I heard behind me,  "She was kind of strange."

My heart beat harshly. 

As I came in, my teacher looked at me in disapproval and I subconsciously pulled at me choker.  Everyone else in class just snickered. 

"Sorry,  Mrs.  Sawlett." I said quietly.  She just pursed her lips in response.  I sighed and went to my seat where I sat next to my best friend Aela. 

She looked at me with that look that said,  "Tell me EVERYTHING!"

I knew what she meant by that. My date last night.  Ugh.  I hated it.  Jaspar was such an idiot.  He tried to kiss me and, quite frankly, I just wasn't having it. 

I watched the clock tick,  second by second.  I loved physics,  just I was so curious.  Who was he? I continued to think to myself. 

When the class was finally over I ran out of the room with Aela yelling my name and chasing after me. 

I had to find him,  but that day I wouldn't.  I looked at Aela,  who has followed me the whole time.  I sighed in defeat as she looked at me,  questioning my behavior silently. 

"I will call you,  right now,  I just,  I don't really know..."  and I walked off to my locker to pack my bookbag. 

When I finally got home,  I sat on my bed in complete wonder.  Who was he?  I asked myself again.  I replayed the incident forward and back,  asking the same question over and over again to myself.

I look in the mirror at myself.  He was just a tease that is all... why would anyone like me anyway? 

I pulled off my black chain necklaces and my choker.  I looked at my neck.  Too thin,  I told myself.  I looked at my blue hair.  Too thick,  too long.  I looked at my face.  Too scary.  I wiped off my makeup.  There we go.  I looked normal now. 

I pulled of my cuffs and my thick black belt.  There, now I can actually breathe.  I took out my gadges.  I ripped off my black leather jacket and my red tank top.  I yanked my legs out of my black ripped skinny jeans. 

I looked at my pale body in the mirror.  It was so small,  so fragile.  Like an angel,  or a kitten.  I sat down on my stuffed animal filled bed. 

Why do I try to be stronger than I really am?  In reality,  I am weak.  Maybe because I want to be normal.  No,  because I am a freak.  I want to be free and that takes strength.  I got up.

I stood in front of the mirror once more and think,  who was he?