englishmuffin
Babyface
So far Monique’s first day at Mount Temple had been a success. Sure a few people pointed at laughed at her hair, but she didn’t care. If they had a problem with her hair, then they had a problem with her. And if they had a problem with her then they had a SERIOUS problem.
All her teachers seamed nice but rather dull, and all her class mates were cool except for this one kid in her first class, Paul Hewson. He was loud, interrupting and, in her opinion, annoying. One guy though in her math class had captured her attention, which didn’t happen often. He had a curly blond afro, which she thought was awesome, and he wore a long colorful afghan. He seamed like the kind of guy Monique would like, except she forgot his name!! Which she seamed hard, for the teacher kept saying his name when he took out a cup of coffee and offered everyone including the teacher one. She sat there trying so hard to remember his name. It started with an A she knew that. Alex? Al? No. What was his name!? Adam? Yes!! That was it, Adam! Adam…she smiled in spite of herself. Monique was known to be secretive when it came to guys. She knew that if she told anyone, it would be around the school faster than a blink of the eye.
It’s not that she didn’t not like guys, she just didn’t like too many at a time. But this guy Adam, well she thought this would be different. She knew she was attracted to weird guys; it’s what she got for being weird. Still he was cute…..
Nicole sat on the bench outside Mount Temple that led to the outdoor lunch tables. She liked it here so far. The teachers were nice, the food needed some work, but other then that it was fun. She walked down the steps and found an empty table to sit at.
She scoped around. There was a group of gang looking kids all wearing leather jackets, at the table to her left. She kept hearing the name Guggi, she figured that was his nickname or something. There were a few girls sitting there too. All of them kept patting there hair, and licking there lips. That’s just plain desperate, Nicole thought. She rolled her eyes at them.
Suddenly a blue eyed boy walked by her, he glanced at her. He looked at her again. Nicole noticed sadness in his face. I wonder why he’s so sad? Does he always look so upset? She wondered. He sat down at the table to her left, but he sat so he could still look at her. She quickly looked away. She thought it’d be rude if she kept staring. She pretended to be fascinated with the people sitting at the table to her right, but the boy was still staring at her.
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Paul kept looking at the girl at the table across from him. He’d seen her once before but he’d never gotten a good look at her. She was pretty. Not like all these other fake girls that surrounded him. She had big sea colored eyes. He didn’t care if it was rude to still be staring at her. Unlike all the other girls, her hair was long and flowing, and not chopped short. He liked that. And he didn’t like much these days.
Even though his mother had died last year, he was still horribly affected by it. There would be weeks where he couldn’t remember anything he said or did. He hoped he’d remember the girl he was looking at.
She looked at him. He flashed her his best smile. She kindly returned it, but quickly looked away. There was something different about her. She was so at ease and so happy. And he wasn’t. He was tired and tense and pretty much empty. There was an unusual spark in her eyes.
He desperately tried catching her attention again, but she wouldn’t look at him. He wished she would, heak he wanted her to. He stared at her harder. Her gaze floated a bit, he felt like she was a fish that he desperately wanted to catch. She finally looked at him. She stared long at him, so did he to her. She was pretty alright. He wondered how old she was. He wanted to go up and talk to her but he remembered he was already seeing someone. Maybe if I got to know her……… he thought. He was waiting for her to do something, so was she.
Do something!! Nicole desperetly thought to her self. Wave or something!!! Not knowing what to do she got up and left. Ok not the something I wanted to do but it was something! Nicole felt her cheeks turn red. She had no idea who this boy was and she was already blushing! She went inside to look for Mariah. Maybe she could rant about how stupid she was for leaving to her. Maybe I’ll see him again, she thought another time, another place…..
All her teachers seamed nice but rather dull, and all her class mates were cool except for this one kid in her first class, Paul Hewson. He was loud, interrupting and, in her opinion, annoying. One guy though in her math class had captured her attention, which didn’t happen often. He had a curly blond afro, which she thought was awesome, and he wore a long colorful afghan. He seamed like the kind of guy Monique would like, except she forgot his name!! Which she seamed hard, for the teacher kept saying his name when he took out a cup of coffee and offered everyone including the teacher one. She sat there trying so hard to remember his name. It started with an A she knew that. Alex? Al? No. What was his name!? Adam? Yes!! That was it, Adam! Adam…she smiled in spite of herself. Monique was known to be secretive when it came to guys. She knew that if she told anyone, it would be around the school faster than a blink of the eye.
It’s not that she didn’t not like guys, she just didn’t like too many at a time. But this guy Adam, well she thought this would be different. She knew she was attracted to weird guys; it’s what she got for being weird. Still he was cute…..
Nicole sat on the bench outside Mount Temple that led to the outdoor lunch tables. She liked it here so far. The teachers were nice, the food needed some work, but other then that it was fun. She walked down the steps and found an empty table to sit at.
She scoped around. There was a group of gang looking kids all wearing leather jackets, at the table to her left. She kept hearing the name Guggi, she figured that was his nickname or something. There were a few girls sitting there too. All of them kept patting there hair, and licking there lips. That’s just plain desperate, Nicole thought. She rolled her eyes at them.
Suddenly a blue eyed boy walked by her, he glanced at her. He looked at her again. Nicole noticed sadness in his face. I wonder why he’s so sad? Does he always look so upset? She wondered. He sat down at the table to her left, but he sat so he could still look at her. She quickly looked away. She thought it’d be rude if she kept staring. She pretended to be fascinated with the people sitting at the table to her right, but the boy was still staring at her.
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Paul kept looking at the girl at the table across from him. He’d seen her once before but he’d never gotten a good look at her. She was pretty. Not like all these other fake girls that surrounded him. She had big sea colored eyes. He didn’t care if it was rude to still be staring at her. Unlike all the other girls, her hair was long and flowing, and not chopped short. He liked that. And he didn’t like much these days.
Even though his mother had died last year, he was still horribly affected by it. There would be weeks where he couldn’t remember anything he said or did. He hoped he’d remember the girl he was looking at.
She looked at him. He flashed her his best smile. She kindly returned it, but quickly looked away. There was something different about her. She was so at ease and so happy. And he wasn’t. He was tired and tense and pretty much empty. There was an unusual spark in her eyes.
He desperately tried catching her attention again, but she wouldn’t look at him. He wished she would, heak he wanted her to. He stared at her harder. Her gaze floated a bit, he felt like she was a fish that he desperately wanted to catch. She finally looked at him. She stared long at him, so did he to her. She was pretty alright. He wondered how old she was. He wanted to go up and talk to her but he remembered he was already seeing someone. Maybe if I got to know her……… he thought. He was waiting for her to do something, so was she.
Do something!! Nicole desperetly thought to her self. Wave or something!!! Not knowing what to do she got up and left. Ok not the something I wanted to do but it was something! Nicole felt her cheeks turn red. She had no idea who this boy was and she was already blushing! She went inside to look for Mariah. Maybe she could rant about how stupid she was for leaving to her. Maybe I’ll see him again, she thought another time, another place…..
