No Words. Other Than I'm Sorry

Chapter Three - Communication

It Wasn't Easy Not To Say Anything To One Another.
For They Tried, But No Words Ever Approached Their Mouths.

So As The Lesson Reached It's End, She Had Spent The Majority Of Her Time, Gazing Over To His Innocent Eyes.

Oh And When He Smiled.

It Was As If He Was A Drug.
Addictive.
Moreish.

She Yearend For So Much More Then "Hello."

But So Did He.

But She Never Could See His Glares.
For She Was To Busy Caught Up In The Idea He Didn't Feel The Same Way.

And By Break Time, She Kept That Thought In Her Head, Sat Opposite Imogen In The Caffeteria.

"What's On Your Mind?" Imogen Asked, Disrupting Her Thoughts.

"Oh Nothing. How Was Your Lesson?" She Replied Taking A Bite From Her Apple.

"Horning As Usual. What About History?"
"Yeah. Well I Like History So."

She Nodded.

Silence Came Between Them.
But That's When She Saw Him Enter The Cafeteria.

Not Alone Again.

He Was With His Friends.

He Glanced, But Only For A Second.
Then He Sat Down On A Table Across The Room.

Imogen Began A Conversation, Drowning The Noise Him And His Friends We're Making.

She Didn't Stop Looking Over At Him.

And She Wasn't Secretive About It Either.

"Who Are You Looking At?"
"No One."
"Why Do You Keep Looking Over There Then?"
"I'm Not."
"Do You Have A Crush On One Of Them?"
She Bluhsed, "No."
"Yes You Do Who Is It!?" She Shouted.
"Shhhhhh. I Don't But-" She Stuttered.
"But What?"
"You Wouldn't Understand."
"Well Look, If You Do Then You Should Talk To Him."
"Why?"
"Beacuse He Might Like You Back. You Never Know Until You Try."

She Looked Over At Him, Making Eye Contact.

Communication Is Something They Bothed Struggled With.
Talking About Feelings Was Thought To Be Absurd.
So It Was Going To Be Difficult.

In Response To What Imogen Had Said, She Groaned And Stood Up.

"I'm Going To My Next Lesson You Coming?"
"Yes, Wait For Me."

Though In Seconds, Imogen Had Forgotten About What She Had Said.

But She Never Did.
Infact It Haunted Her.

It Was Like An Alarm In Her Head.

So She Hid Behind The Fear, And Never Spoke Of It Again.