Meeting the boy.It was last year, and I was sitting in class on a normal Monday morning, bored out of my mind, not even responding when my friends asked me a question. From the past month I have been recovering from depression because I was cyber-bullied by girls on Facebook, but they have been expelled now, but I still feel all those words they told me, ugly, stupid, fat and worthless. My friends tell me I am none of those things, but I could still here them ringing around my head at night. Now I am fine and have complete confidence, but back then I was a wreck. So, yeah, I just would sit their, praying for the day to go quicker.
Suddenly, are teacher Mrs. Smith came in smiling, with is unusual. I asked her why she was smiling, and she looked at me like I was insulted her, but told me anyway "Their is a new boy!" Honestly, I didn't laugh, I just smiled in a strange way, meaning I wasn't that interested, but at least I was prepared for another immature boy. All my girl friends have boyfriends, Katie has Max, Janie has Tyler, Max (Maxine) had Jack, but I think the boys are not for me. I guess I maybe have high standard, or I just plain dont like anybody.
Eventually, this boy comes into the room. He has dark eyes, looking almost like a flash of red. He has dark, brown emo hair and boyish freckles. He blinked almost in slow motion, that made me stare even longer. He had pale skin and was wearing a blue tie and school uniform with the sleeves rolled up to his elbow. He smiled at a lot of girls, including me, but it felt like he was just looking at me, only us in the room.
I looked away and tried to focus on my work, but I nervously kept looking up at him, almost inspecting him. For some reason I wanted him next to ME, not to anyone else. But of cause he wouldn't look at me, he would only at other people, not me, until I went outside. I sat and read some more of Harry Potter why my friends sneaked out to McDonald's. I decided to sit under the tree, and I glad I did. He came walking past me, and sat down next to me. My heart started beating faster as he gently put the book down. "Hi," he said. I hadn't heard his voice probably yet, and it sounded smooth but grown up, like a protector.
I smiled and then he said "Hello," and flipped my hair away from my eyes, "I didn't catch your name..I was distracted,"
I closed my eyes and mouthed "Lucius." It was so beautiful and different, something amazing. I have heard their is a game called Lucius, which is funny its a horror game about how a boy called Lucius who tries to kill everyone, but that didn't scare me, it made me feel even more amazed about the name. "Where are you friends?" Lucius asked.
"They bunked," I said, feeling goody-goody.
I blushed stupidly, but he smiled and carried on talking.
And, too be honest, that hour sitting under the tree in the mid-day, was one of the best times of my life.