My first crush

I've always wanted to leave that school with all the creeps and scary stuff that came with it but on getting here I doubt if I made the right call. I miss my friends.
Maybe this is the first change I have made in two years. My first day at the boarding house was horrendous but I got accustomed to it so this new school might not be that bad.
It is closer to home as the other was a full day's ride and this was less than 30 mins and what is more it is a day school.

I heard my dad say ‘it will be good for her to experience a mixed school’. By mixed school he means a school with both genders.
In primary school boys were irritating but…’Oh wow! He is cute! I think I might like this place after all.’

I never knew I had a speck till I saw this tall masculine guy with a fair complexion that calls out to me, he is quiet and laid back with a hint of arrogance. What is more, his white shirt is so bright! Something different from what I am accustomed to at home. No! let’s get back to fond memories and not the horrors of my messy brothers.

With a broad grin on my face, I thought to myself: ‘I am glad my dad brought me here.’

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His class is at the opposite side of the hall and close to the rest room. I use the rest room too often these days just to have a glimpse of him and be seen.
I doubt he has the idea that I like him. How can he even notice me, a plain 13-year-old junior who has no idea about boys or how to call their attention? Maybe if we have a conversation.
Now the problem is, how can I get to converse with a senior that surrounds himself with the top guns in school. By top guns I mean the school prefects.
‘He has such a dreamy face.’
I passed by his class today, maybe to be noticed or to just use the restroom.
Boy… was I noticed and wished I stayed put on my seat while the hall was cleaned.

A very short story; it was wet, I slipped, fell flat to the ground and shot right up off the floor like it never happened except for the patch of wet brown stain on my shirt.
I thought no one saw but my classmate's mocking laughter proved me wrong, he demonstrated the fall and got others on track, I cared less about their uproar. I hoped he didn’t see.

Two days after was sports day and I saw him with his clique of friends chatting away. I imagined he would have a lovely voice that would be semi-baritone and alluring.
As I drew closer I wished I hadn’t heard him speak. Like being snapped out of a hypnosis.
“Ina mehn! Forge abou rit, I go be politician, whether school finish or nor”.
My daydreaming was over.

®️Whitney Alexander

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