Obsession

07

The school day was over, and a slight misunderstanding had resulted in me having to walk to that bus stop with Taylor. I say slight misunderstanding, but it was more of the guys being jerks and abandoning me in school because I may or may not have told them that I was a one man army and didn't need them for anything. Long story short, they wanted to teach me a lesson, and that lesson was half a kilometer long.

On the bright side, I had Taylor to keep me company, but at this point, I didn't know if that was a bad thing or a good thing after what Jason said about me having feelings for her. I didn't want to believe that was the case, and even if it was, I knew I had no room for such feelings in my life, and being around her wouldn't help my cause very much. This caused me to be a little tense around her, and she noticed even barely a minute into our journey.

"Rhian, are you okay?" she asked.

"Why would you ask that?" I replied.

"You seem a little nervous, that's all."

"There's nothing for you to be worried about," I assured her.

"I hope whatever it is doesn't have anything to do with me?"

I didn't answer. I couldn't answer.

She was walking next to me, but quickly got in front me and blocked me from going any further.

"Rhian, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

She repeated herself, this time making  sure she was looking at me right in the eyes. Her eyes. They were their own unique shade of brown, and in the afternoon sun they glistened like pools of honey. I could stare at those eyes for the rest of my life and never get bored.

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?" I blurted, shocked by the words that were coming out of my own mouth. Jack was not playing when he said I could get lost in her eyes. At that very moment, I had forgotten where I was or what I was even doing, all I could concentrate on were those jewels staring right back at me.

She smiled,and for a moment time stood still. In that second, nothing mattered anymore. All my doubt, my worries, and anxiety just disappeared. I could have lived in that moment forever, but then there wouldn't be much of a story to tell, would there?

The piercing sound of car's horn broke my trance and brought me back to reality. Whoever the driver was yelling at was speeding away from us.
The rest of our walk was quiet and awkward, not one word was uttered till we got to the bus stop.

We sat down on the bench, and began our wait, which I hoped wouldn't be long, partly because the tension between us was getting thicker and thicker, and also because the sky was getting dark with rain clouds. Unfortunately, the first drop of rain hit my palm a couple of seconds after I had sat down.

"That bus better get here quickly," she said, "I cannot afford to get my hair wet."

"Yeah, I don't wanna get soaked either."

The wind had started to get stronger, and each time it blew it carried dust with it. I did not know how long we'd be able to stay here without proper shelter. Thankfully, the bus came.

It was an old, rickety thing, and it made a screeching sound when it came to a stop right in front of us. How this thing had convinced the city that it was roadworthy, I did not know.
I got up to get on the bus, and Taylor looked at me skeptically.

"Let's wait for the next one."

"I know it doesn't look or sound safe, but it definitely beats getting your hair wet," I reasoned. Luckily, that was enough to convince her.