jerioah
/jair-oh-i-ah/
she wore black all the time, and he had never noticed her before. she was in practically all of his classes! how could he not have noticed? maybe he did notice, but he didn't notice. great, now he didn't make sense. why is she in my head? he turned around to study her instead of the class work.
she wasn't ugly, but wasn't his type of pretty either. big chocolatey brown eyes, pale skin, cropped hair that only dusted the top of her shoulders. she had freckles that danced across her small face, dappled her nose and cheeks, highlighting her eyes.
her hands were rough looking, her thin fingers had sores from past hangnails and they were of varying lengths, which he guessed was because of nail biting.
small framed, but she wasn't rail thin. she had meat on her, but she wasn't fat. she was slender and round.
he shook his head. she didn't matter, she was one of the few he didn't talk to or have any motivation to talk to for a reason. she was as dead inside as his mother's eyes had been after the incident happened.
but he couldn't help but think about her chewing her gum, popping it in his face as she blankly stared at him. he didn't get the math still, his parents were considering a tutor.
he shook his head for the fourth time that period, the teacher asking him what was wrong because he wasn't smiling.
he didn't understand why it was such a big deal that he wasn't smiling. it wasn't like he was constantly smiling—was it?
he couldn't concentrate on anything. he was confused and weirded out. she was weird; what was with her attitude? she was so dark, so bitter inside, but yet she was blank, empty of emotions he felt constantly. emotions he loved to feel.
he looked behind him one last time to see her glaring at him behind her round frame glasses. the teacher called his name, and he noticed her pale face get a tiny bit pink. he couldn't help but smirk. but she scowled at him, her cheeks and chocolate honey eyes flushing darker, her eyebrows furrowed. he frowned as well, because of what happened next.
glancing back to his own desk, his cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
what the shit is going on?
