cigarettes ☹ alex turner

III

III

I DECIDED IT would be only right if I spoke again, even if Richard hadn't responded. He was curious to know what happened and there was absolutely no point in hiding it away from him. He was my best friend and there was no one better to tell other than him.

"I was smoking like usual until I felt smoke on me. Of course, I turned around to see who the twat was, but it was Mr Turner," I say and his jaw drops to the floor.

"He apologized for it and we made some small talk, and he, he just completely ignored the fact that I probably shouldn't be smoking. A little later, I left and went to class. I saw him walking in the corridors when I was making my way to the cafeteria and since I'm the smartest person on earth, I ducked my head, trying to hide," I say and roll my eyes at myself as Richard chuckles.

Taking a sip of water, I wait patiently for Richard to respond. Smirking, he replies. "Seems as though he fancies you, Kim," he says with a wink as I choke on my water.

"Come on, Richard. Be a little realistic, eh? That's as false as saying that you're gay," I say in a matter-of-factly tone.

He raises an eyebrow in disbelief; despite my recent words. "Really?" He says sarcastically. "He let you off for smoking on school grounds. Did he smirk at you?"

I scoff. "You smirked at me, that doesn't mean that you fancy me," I remark and roll my eyes.

He smirks at me again. "So he did, eh?" he says and I raise the middle finger whilst rolling my eyes.

"Jeez, Jeez okay. Question two. Did he lick his lips?"

I shake my head. "This is so stupid," I say as he gives me a pleading look to tell him the exact details. I groan and give in. "Yes. So what? Maybe his lips are dry, maybe it's a habit, I mean you never know what someone's thinking-"

"Exactly," Richard grins. "He could really like you and you could never know if it wasn't for my male guidance," he smiles and we both laugh. "Did he change his tone of voice by making it sound more husky?"

I rub my forehead in frustration. Deciding to just answer the question so he could shut up, I open my mouth to speak.

"Yeah but only once, that doesn't mean he likes me, okay? None of this does. He doesn't even know the first thing about me; I'm sure he doesn't even want to."

"I guess he doesn't know you, but I just want to know the details and know whether he finds you attractive by the very least. You don't have to believe me, but remember, I'm a guy. I know these things."

I sigh at his idea. Mr Turner is my teacher and discussing whether he likes me or not was just plain stupid. Who would risk his or her job just to be with someone? Especially with someone ugly and someone with not a single good quality? Ugly and fat was all I was.

"The fucking things I do for you," I chuckled breathily with a shake of my head as Richard squeals silently, making me laugh again.

Rubbing my temples at his crazy ideas and thoughts, I ask him what else he'd like to know.

Looking around in thought, he finally makes up his mind on what he wanted me to answer. "Ah, did he try to look you in the eyes?"

Rolling my eyes, again, at his stupid assumptions. He thinks simple actions like these indicates that a person likes or fancies someone, which was absolutely ridiculous. Especially since he was handsome and a teacher. But I agree to this. "Yes, Richard, he did."

A goofy smirk was begging to be revealed on his lips, which makes it almost impossible not to stick the finger at him.

"What was your response then, eh Kim?" he asks, edging closer as his head rests in the palm of his hand.