My Bad Boy

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{SIDE NOT I WROTE THIS IN MIDDLE SCHOOL SO MY DICTION IN THIS BOOK WAS HORRIBLE- FORGIVE MOI}

His dyed black hair. Bronzed skin. Plump red lips. He was everything I wanted and more. His beautiful facial features made everyone want him, even guys - like me. Yes. I am a male and I am in love with another male.

His name was Xi, well that's what I heard. I've never had the courage to ask him myself, mainly because he's so gorgeous. Most of the school is scared of him and honestly, I'm not. I've always wanted to get to know him. Especially since, this year we're finally in a class together. I sit two seats in front of him, while he sits in the back of the classroom next to the window. Most, of class I catch him staring out the window.

Sometimes I wonder what he's staring so intensely at, it amazes me that he can even keep his small eyes open for so long. But then again, I sometimes catch myself just staring deep into his small hazel eyes. Gosh, his visuals were honestly breath taking. I just wish I had the courage to talk to him but – I'm honestly not that attractive and it sucks because, if I had just been born as k-idol then maybe I would have the courage to walk up to him and confess my feelings. Instead I'm stuck with – gosh, never mind.

Today was Monday, which meant I had class with- him. I couldn't wait to see his beautiful face, every morning he passes by me on his way to school. Him and his friends are normally the ones to ride by with their motorcycles, since he is the leader of a bike gang which I found quite intriguing. It just made me even more interested in his character. I want to get to know him so bad but, here I am. Frozen. Standing, in front of my house staring at him pass by. He had no helmet on so his black hair ruffled in the wind. He had his lips pursed and his eyes focused. I just stood here wanting to run after him. I wanted to – catch him. And take him in, as mine. I knew he didn't feel anything for me but, it was so hard to ignore my feelings for him.

Especially, when I see him like this – every morning. For a moment, just now, I swear his cold yet daring eyes met mine. Soon, he was gone like that. All I could hear was his motorcycle engine in the distance as he rode down the road to school. Suddenly, I was moving again. Ha, I guess my head had finally registered that I couldn't be late for school. Picking up the pace of my movements I begin to jog towards school.

Only arriving minutes before the bell, I straight out run towards my first class. Only 4 doors away from my class. Now 3...2....'Diiiiiiiing' the bell suddenly rang and here I was bursting into my class. My uniform was messy and strands of hair had been falling into my face as my chest rose and fell vigorously.

"Sorry, I'm late. I had-" I begin to say as I see the disappointed look on my teachers face. His lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed.

"Cheng- Lei! Take a seat! Don't let this happen again, or else I'll be making a call home." My teacher yells aloud as he stands behind the podium that was placed in front of the classroom in front of a large green chalk board in which I was standing by. I had my head hung low and lips pouted out as I tried to fix my uniform.

"I'm sorry Mr. Feng." I mumble underneath my breath as I glance up at my classmates. They all stare at me with an amused look. Some even snicker and I try to fix my disheveled hair. Out the corner of my eye I can see Xi shooting me daggers. I gulp and turn towards him with a look of embarrassment. He continues to stare at me even when I make eye contact with him. How can he be so brave? He looks at me as if it's nothing more than child's play. Right now, I bet I'm as red as a tomato. His eyes are just so – beautiful. Suddenly his eyes soften and dart away from me. I look down and walk to my seat in embarrassment. Why must these types of things happen to me? This – I would definitely remember for the rest of my life. Class soon began, and I found myself glancing back towards Xi hoping to find him staring out the window but, instead I found his eyes staring at me. His eyes – his beautiful brown eyes almost distracted me from the fact that he caught me glancing back at him. Quickly, I turned back towards the front of the classroom and buried my face into my hands – flustered. God. Why was this happening? Why is suddenly giving me the time of day? Normally he keeps to himself and doesn't even bother sparing me a glance.

Was he finally taking an interest in me? Gosh, I must be crazy to ever think that. Why would he ever? Why me? And so suddenly? Something must be up, or maybe he thinks I'm some type of creep for always staring at him. But – he never even notices when I stare. Either way, I had to figure out why he was suddenly taking an interest in me. It was driving me crazy.