Sunday, September 7, 2014

High School Drama - 2

She looked at the phone, and back at him, her brows knit together in a frown.

(Cont'd)

What did he want from her? They had been in the same school for three years now, and he had never paid any close attention to her so far…so why this sudden interest?

“Here…take it”, he waved the phone in front of her.

“Th…thanks….I must have forgotten it”, Sam stammered as she picked up the phone from his palm. Her fingers brushed his palm…she withdrew her hand quickly, forcing herself not to blush again. If this was how she reacted just because of an accidental touch, she was in deep trouble.

Fighting the blush, she glanced up quickly and gave Alex a faltering smile before focusing her eyes on the rough edge of the tarred pavement behind him.

She wasn’t sure she believed what she had seen just now. She glanced at him once again and saw him looking at her curiously, smiling again.

“What?”….

“You look cute when you are confused….”. This time, she was surprised.  She knew that she wouldn’t be able to act nonchalant now….she wasn’t sure she had heard him right.

“Huh?”  She hadn’t noticed that he had stepped closer.

“And you look beautiful when you blush”, his voice whispered in her ears, she hadn’t realized that he had leaned in.  There was mischief in his voice, and laughter too.

She knew that she had gasped, and took a step back. She must have looked quite stupid, standing there, her face red, looking at him as though he had grown a pair of horns right before her.

Sam turned around and sprinted, climbing the steps leading to the school building, two at a time, not pausing to think about what she was doing. She turned around when she reached the top of the stairs, only to see Alex standing rooted to the spot, looking slightly shocked. If nothing else, she had managed to shock him, Sam thought to herself, as she turned around and walked into the school building, leaving him behind.

“He said what???”…..Why was everyone acting so weird today? Allyson had decided that shaking her would be a good way to make her repeat her words…

“Allie…!Quit shaking me!!!, what’s wrong with you?”….Sam pushed her friend’s hands off and walked towards the classroom.

“He said I look pretty, beautiful…something of the sort, when I blush…I’m sure he was teasing me…the stupid jerk!”…Sam spat out knowing Allyson was right behind her.

“Why would anyone say something like that if all they wanted was to tease you?” Allyson had caught up to her.  She looked at Sam quizzically…she had a point….

“What did you say?”….she was dreading this question. She could lie, and make up something…but then she was never a good liar, and this was her best friend, her only friend, she was talking to.

“Nothing…I kind of scooted”. She waited for Allyson’s reaction as she settled down at her desk, and dumped her books on her desk. She looked over and saw Allyson sitting lost in thought at the adjoining desk.

“Hmm….I guess I would have done the same thing….But why is he talking to you now? What does he want?”

“That makes two of us trying to figure THAT out…he must have had a concussion….or perhaps, he’s lost his mind”

“Yet….Strange! I think….” ,…Allyson sat back in her chair, thoughtful.

“Forget it. So, our plan for tomorrow stays, right”….Sam waved her hand in the air and leant towards Allyson’s desk. She had to divert her attention, and divert it quick or else she would have to bear with all her questions and deductions for the rest of the day. She had had enough of Alex and talks about him for a day.

“Sure……Make sure you’re on time…..I don’t want to miss the beginning of the movie!”, Sam heard Allyson exclaim as she rummaged through her bag for her glasses.

“I’m always on time…what do you mean”….before she could start arguing about it, Mrs. Roberts entered the class.

As the class was called to order, Sam flipped through her book onto the latest chapter they were discussing in class…”World History”…

This was one of her favorite classes; she had always enjoyed learning about the past, about the revolutions, fantastical wars and interesting snippets about what had happened centuries ago…it allowed her to take a peek into what had shaped up the world as she knew it now.

 But today, she couldn’t focus on what was being taught….her mind was in overdrive trying to figure out the mystery of what had happened in the present to learn about the unraveled mysteries from past.

Sam was as surprised as Allyson by Alex’s strange behavior but then she was sure that it was certainly a mistake of some sort. Maybe he had mistaken her for someone else….she couldn’t think of any other logical reason for his behavior.  Would he talk to her anymore? What if he did? How should she behave? Should she act cool…or should she show just the right amount of interest? This was so difficult; she wasn’t good at this….and why would she be? She was rarely considered pretty…with her short, curly hair, nerdy glasses and lean frame…she’d be surprised if someone looked at her and realized that she was a girl.

Sam slid the glasses up her nose and tried to focus on what Mrs. Roberts was explaining. She seemed to be talking about Classical Greece, and about the project for summer break.   She’d have to check with Allie about the project and read the chapter once again; if her mom decided that it wasn’t a good day to try out her cooking experiments. Having a mom who knew to cook had its own perks of course…but not if it also involved assisting her in the kitchen and cleaning up after her. Her mom was a fantastic cook, she had to admit…but cleaning up once she was done was a mini project in itself. She knew her mom worked really hard to make sure she and Ethan had a decent life…
  

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