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It's raining glitter.
I stood, dumbfounded, in the middle of the hallway as I watched the scene in front of me unfold. Glitter seemed to be magically falling from the ceiling as I looked up in confusion. The sound of echoing shrills coming from girls and grunts of anger coming from boys could be heard from every which direction. Arms were flailing around everywhere, smacking heads and trying to swat glitter away, but it was no use.
It's still raining glitter.
The double doors of South Riverside High slammed open once again, revealing none other than my best friend, Autumn Sawyer. She stopped dead in her tracks, a mix of horror and confusion written all over her face.
Her blue eyes twinkled with confusion as she pushed her Ombre-colored hair out of her face. "What is going on in here?"
"No idea," I muttered, as we both stood at the entrance of the hall, watching everyone go completely berserk, practically swatting themselves in the face to try and get all the glitter off them. But, you see, that's the thing about glitter... it doesn't come off.
Autumn and I stood in the hallway, processing the chaotic scene in front of us. I couldn't help but wonder who the culprit of this prank was. It definitely wasn't the senior class, because our prank was planned for the end of the year, so I honestly had no clue who it was. And just as those thoughts ran through my head, the sound of the intercom coming on echoed through the hallways.
"Aiden Parker, please report to the principal's office!"
On second thought, I should've known it was him.
Autumn glanced at me. "Again, with the shorts and t-shirt Emery? I know you have tons of clothes, why do you keep wearing the same outfits every day?!" she laughed, referring to the pair of black Nike shorts and blue racerback tank top I was wearing.
Autumn Sawyer was the girl I'd been best friends with since we were four years old. Ever since the first moment we met we were practically inseparable, and that's no exaggeration. She lives two houses down from me, so we practically live with each other. I'm surprised her parents aren't sick of seeing me yet.
She's also the most amazing fashion expert—as you could tell from her comment about my clothes. I, personally, have never been very good at picking out cute outfits and clothes, unlike Autumn. You see, it's not the fact that I hate shopping—because I don't, I absolutely love it—the only problem is I'm terrible at matching and I have no fashionista hindsight to help me.
"What?!" I cried, with a faint smile on my face, knowing we had this same argument every single morning. Her always preaching that it was time for a makeover, but me always responding with the I don't have anyone to impress speech. "What's wrong with this?!"
As we made our way through the hallways, everyone seemed to be calming down from their mental breakdowns. It had finally stopped raining glitter and, thankfully, Autumn and I had avoided getting any glitter on us, so the only thing we had to worry about was it getting stuck to our shoes.
"Nothing... other than the fact that you wear the exact same thing every day!"
"It's comfy!" I argued as we headed to first period, climbing the staircase, and trying to avoid being pushed around by all the tall, lanky guys.
Autumn looked at me with the utmost expression of annoyance.
"Seriously! I've seen people who wear the cutest outfits, yet they're still comfortable. That's not a valid excuse."
Okay, she had me there.
"There's no time to put in effort when you're an AP student! Plus, I don't have anyone to impress!"
As if on cue, the one guy that I have, in fact, been trying to impress my entire lifetime emerged into the hall, stopping my heart right in my chest.
Evan Andrews.
He was quite possibly the most beautiful human being I'd ever laid my eyes on. There was just something about him that could light up a room and bring your attention solely on him. I've never quite been able to put my finger on it.
As he continued walking I couldn't help but follow him with my eyes. His light brown hair was swept up in his usual hairdo and he walked with such grace that I couldn't help but be entranced with him. He stood tall, (Quite a bit taller than me as I was only around 5' 3") with the chiseled physique of a star soccer player and the demeanor of someone who just seemed so absolutely happy. I don't think there was a moment of any day where you didn't see Evan with a genuine smile on his face. That smile could light up any room. It's one of the many things that drew me to him.
"What a coincidence—" Autumn cried, clapping her hands together as she turned to face me, my eyes still trained on Evan, "—it's the one person you've been trying to impress your entire adult life! Not to mention since the fifth grade! You know—!"
The fifth grade. It seems almost impossible to keep a crush on someone for that long. Most everyone says that crushes you have in elementary school never last. It's just a silly trick that your mind plays on you, but I don't believe that.
I believe that love is timeless. There's no amount of time in the world that could ever determine whether or not you love someone. It could take a second, a day, a year, or even a lifetime. Love is love, no matter how long it takes for you to find it. And when you find it, you just know. You can feel it in your heart and your soul. You can feel it right down to your very bones.
I may have been only ten years old, but that doesn't mean I couldn't have fallen in love with Evan then, even though that's not quite how it happened. I knew when I first saw him that he was different. There was something about him that made him unique from all the others; I just didn't understand what it was until I was older. And it wasn't until I was in middle school that I realized I might actually be in love with him.
Autumn continued rambling, but I paid no attention to her as the only thing my brain could process was how amazing Evan looked in those khakis shorts and baby blue button down. To say he could pull the frat look off spectacularly was an understatement. He could pull any look off.
"—I really don't get you Emery. You want him to finally notice you in the way you've always wanted, but you don't put forth any effort..."
I nodded to make her think I was still listening to her, but in reality, I had no idea what she had just said. Her voice was nothing but background noise to me as I continued to stare at him, and to my utter horror, as he stopped near his locker to talk with his friends...we made eye contact.
I will never forget the first time I saw those amazing, crystal blue eyes. I felt like I'd just fallen into a deep blue abyss, but it wasn't scary at all. In fact, it was invigorating, almost like the feeling you get on a roller coaster. That feeling where your tummy goes all out of whack and you just feel out of touch with your body for a few seconds.
"You're not even listening to me, are you?"
"What?" I snapped my head back to her quickly breaking our absolutely awkward eye contact.
In that moment, she lost all traces of her normally sarcastic looking expression, as she flipped her hair out of her face and looked into my hazel eyes with her bright, emerald green ones.
"Don't you think it's time he finally starts to notice you Emery?" Autumn whispered. "You've waited long enough on the sidelines."
I couldn't hold her gaze for long as I looked down at my feet. I knew she was right, even if I didn't want to admit it. She was always right about Evan.
"I don't know." I whispered back. "What if he doesn't like me?! What if he thinks I'm crazy?! What if he thinks—!"
"Oh please! The entire senior class knew he was in love with you when we were in middle school!"
"That doesn't mean he still is now! People change! They start to like different things..."
Yet, as I said that my eyes traveled back to Evan, and I knew that wasn't true for everyone, myself included in the equation. There just wasn't any logical explanation as to why someone like Evan would like someone like me. Things like that never happen in real life. The popular guy never gets with the not popular girl. That only happens in movies and books, and unfortunately my life is involved in neither of those.
"You don't know that he doesn't still like you Emery! You'll never know if you don't give it a shot!" she cried, almost as if she was about to have a mental breakdown.
I sighed. Some part of me deep down inside wanted to seize the moment and go for it, but then there's always that one part of your brain. That one part of your brain deep in your subconscious mind that just fills your mind with every single bit of doubt it can come up with.
Luckily, before I could make any rash decisions, the warning bell for class rang.
"Come on," I said, pulling Autumn along, "or we'll be late."
Unfortunately, Autumn and I had to part ways when we made it upstairs since she and I have different first periods. Lucky for her, she took regular Biology, meanwhile I was taking AP, but honestly, I don't know why I had ever decided on that because it was absolutely torturous. I was heading for Mrs. Earnshaw's room, trying to cross the hall without getting run over by anyone, but just as I thought I'd made it to the other side of the hall, I slammed right into someone.
"Sorry!" I cried instinctually, but when I looked up, I felt my eyes go wide.
Evan.
He smiled at me and I nearly felt my heart drop out of my chest. How could anyone have such a heart-stopping smile? It's not humanly possible.
"Sorry, my fault," he said, with a smile, "I wasn't looking."
I felt my cheeks tinge pink. "Oh – it's fine. Don't worry about!"
I heard him chuckle, before I took my seat and mentally kicked myself in the head for that response. Seriously, I couldn't have thought of anything better to say than that?
Evan walked in, his eyes meeting mine for a moment, before he gave me his lopsided grin and took the seat in front of me. I gulped, hoping I could make it through this class period without having a brain aneurism.
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