Another Untitled Story Ch.1

I don't know how or why it happened and, to be honest, I don't really care.

One minute I was sitting in the back of the biology lab staring at John, who might I mention has looks comparable to Prince William, and the next thing I knew I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Kelly, who had realized I had stopped listening to her blather on about her latest boyfriend, Andy.

"Anna, you're not being very helpful here! I'm in a major relationship crisis and all you do is sit there gaping at John. Eww is that drool?"

I quickly put my hands up to my mouth to hide the leaking, hoping no one else had noticed it. Or my blatent viewing of him.

"I was listening to you as a matter of fact. Andy has been ignoring you today and you don't know whether to go talk to him, to think he isn't doing it on purpose, or to go dump his ass straight up. I think you should do the first idea."

That was always the case. I had rehearsed the saying after using it the first three times and it had not failed me yet.

The bell rang after twenty silent minutes.

But then...the royal lookalike approached as I was dragging my feet out the door to go to French class. I didn't notice him unfortunately, or fortunately, and I walked smack dab into his six foot frame without even thinking. He didn't even flinch. The body on body contact felt slightly sweet especially with the shock factor. He just smiled.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his blue eyes burning a path into mine.

"I'm okay." I replied, flipping my long chestnut colored hair back from my shoulders. Flirting made me feel better about the whole situation.

"You're going to French right?"

I could feel his hand lightly touching my arm.

"Yes, actually. How'd you know?"

"My Italian class is nearby. I noticed you walking there." I felt intrigued and slightly, make that greatly flattered. It was great to know that our fawning was mutual.

We walked together, his body always seeming to be trying to press against mine in the crowded hallway, which was normal.

"Okay this is it. Bye." I said at the doorway, kind of leaning on the cold brick wall that made my skin chill.

He leaned into me and hissed, "See you in forty minutes." while shockingly kissing my cheek and obviously sliding a note into a binder that I was carrying maternaly.

Not only was I completely speechless, all the other girls around the hall noticed and started whispering busily to eachother that the most wanted "vacant" property in the student body had seemed to made his mark on a girl whom most hadn't recognized or paid that much attention to before. A million dirty looks shot my way.

I walked in the room with a gigantic smile on my face, the French teacher saying, "Bonjour mademoiselle." as was custom for her to do everyday. I almost ran to tell all the details to fellow étudiant and amie Rebeccah. The teacher had to yell "Fermé la bouche!" at us a few dozen times throughout the period because of the sheer amount of chattering coming from the two of us.

I opened the note almost immediately after greeting Rebeccah and as the crisp paper unfolded, she and I hovered over it reading the perfect handwriting:

Anna,
I've noticed you around lately and I really like you. Before I start blabbing on about how much I think you're out of my league, will you be my girlfriend?
signed, John

I happened to be one of the last people to leave the room, so when I exited there John was, standing there. I excitedly whispered into his ear, "I'd be happy to."

We walked giddily to English class together, his hand around my petite waist. It felt so good and meant to be next to him, like we were made to be like that.