The Boy

Today again I'm sitting at my desk in  class room G102 seat number 30 name *static static*. I turn my head towards the window putting my right hand on my cheek and resting my elbow on the cold surface of the desk. Thinking about what I'm gonna do today. The bell rings and the teacher walks in saying "All right class take your seats now*. All the students hurry to there desk. The teacher says "Today where gonna learn about *static static*". Huh I wonder what she said? Well, its not like it'll all need this anyways,I think to myself. The teacher asks us to take out a pencil and our notebook. As always I reach for my backpack. Just to notice a boy next to me who I hadn't seen before. He had light brown hair, hazel eyes, and soft but pale looking skin. He must be new I thought. Well not like it matters. I'll  just ignore him like everyone else. Though it was strange he looked so different from everyone else. I continue to pull out my notebook and pencil from my bag just as this happens the teacher starts writing on the white board. Again I go back to looking out the window ignoring the teacher and everyone else. Passing my pencil between each finger. Gazing out at the sky wondering about that boy. Who is he I wonder? I quickly glance at him and notice he's not writing anything down. Why? I keep looking at him and see he doesn't have anything out. Well, no matter I guess. I rip out a piece of paper from my notebook and hand it to him. He looks confused, I thought. "Here its for you" I said. "Take some notes you'll need them". The boy replied with a "Thank you, but I don't have anything to write with" he said laughing awkwardly while putting his hand on the back of his neck. "okay, here" I handed him my pencil, "Oh no I can't take your pencil won't you need it? All just ask someone else". He said looking panicked. I softly laugh from his expression. "Its fine I don't use it for much anyways" I said with a smile still on my face.  "O-oh okay then...thanks", he said taking the pencil and paper. "Ya no problem". I go back to looking out the window with a big smile that I haven't had in a while. Just to realize that this would be a story of "Once upon a time" where I had written a song for him but never got finished. To go back and see that we had fallen in love with each other  but, Only to realize that soon our love was to be diminished. The story of two start cross lovers that never got there their happy ending.