Is he the one that got away???

Chapter 3: Stop looking at him!

I think, that this is going nowhere, so stop it now, come on, do you remember Tony from last year in Elementary school?

Stop answering me, you, inner voice, I’m talking to myself, so stop answering me or correcting me, is a personal conversation so stop answering, no reply? Great!

We all got our food and move out of the cafeteria to sit on a bench under a tree in the backyard, the third section backyard, I know, sound weird but our school has sections, our classroom is in the second section, cafeteria is in the first section, and the coolest backyard is on the third section where also the older guys have their classrooms, 4 groups to clarify, Andy’s group which is one the second grades included, was not my idea, I just followed the ladies.

Here we are sitting, eating, and laughing, until they stopped talking, why are they not talking? What’s going on? 

“What are you all looking at-''

I stopped talking as I followed the direction of their gaze, and

What? 

Why is he looking at us? 

Looking at me? 

And Is he laughing? 

Is he talking to the other guys about me and laughing about me?

“Ey Vane, Andy is looking at you and smiling”, Sandy said with a small grin over her face.

“Nah, I don’t think so”, I answered while my blood started burning with anger, so, is he handsome and an idiotic moron? seriously?

“Stop looking at him, he will think we are talking about him”, I said.

“But we are”, Steph said.

“Cause you all keep looking at him, stop it girls”, I said while I looked down and took a bite to my ham and cheese sandwich, still feeling a bit angry at the thought of him laughing while talking about me.

It was pretty obvious how he was looking at me and talking to the guy next to him and laughing,

Seriously, he was doing it long enough for all the girls to notice it and me to notice them and he kept doing it, like that until I removed my gaze

What else could that mean if not laughing at me?

I stood there the rest of the recess, not wanting to look at him, but from time to time, even for a split second as I moved my gaze around the whole backyard, I saw him, still looking over here, continuously, damn it, is he thinking I bumped into him intentionally? 

Is that? 

Does he think it is so irresistible that I did it on purpose? 

Oh, come on, it was an accident, is he thinking I am into him and that is why he was talking to the other guy smirking? 

F uck no! No way!

“Ey Vane, let’s go to class”, “Vane”, “Vane let’s go”

“Yes Steph, I hear you, let’s go”

Then I saw Sandy walking close to the passageway entrance and she got approached by Andrew, they are exchanging some words, then after their little talk she just continued walking through the passage, while he kept standing there, at the passageway entrance, just looking, staring at me, WTF!

Damn Sandy, what did you do?

What is this about?

What is going on with him?

I walked behind Steph and all the girls were further away, getting inside the passage that goes to the second section of the school.

I kept walking at a slow pace, in shocked about what just happened but also using my best poker face, trying not to blush or show nervousness on my look.

I know, I am trying my best to look normal and cool, relax Vanessa, relax.

I was looking at him, he had a particular grin that I was not sure I could decipher.

He was standing next to the passageway that connects section three and section two, while looking at me and smirking ‘alone’ cause his friend, with the weird color eyes, was waiting some steps apart from him and just standing at the first step of the stair that goes up to take them to their classroom.

I felt more nervous as I was getting closer to the entry of the passageway and closer to him, by now I was left behind by all the ladies and the place was empty if not for him, his friend and me.

I kept looking at him in small lapses of time alternating with looking at the entrance, trying not to look at him so evidently, but how not to look evident if he is standing pretty much where I am going to, oh gosh he is still there, I don’t want to freak out, but why is he still there? hands sweaty, wtf, oh gosh.

I passed next to him breaking the eye contact and looking to the passage just to hear his husky voice, he said: 

“Hi Vanessa, well, hi again”, his voice sounded so low pitched and manly, not like all the boys in our class that still have a childish tone of voice, I liked his voice and it made me shiver.

I looked back over my shoulder, and I found him looking at me and smirking, damn it, he is definitely handsome.

I continue through the passage, feeling claustrophobic or is it hot what I’m feeling? Am I blushing?

I kept walking until finally got out of there and exhaled, I didn’t know I was holding my breath.

I am out, finally it felt like forever going through the passage.

I got surprised when I saw all the girls standing in this side of the passage, waiting for me, with their eyes wide open and with funny expressions all over their faces.