~~~Aria's POV~~~
Huff!!
UFF!
Get the out of my mind!!!!! Pleaaaaaaaseeeee!!!
Pressing the pillow above my head, I mentally scream at myself...
I have been tossing and turning on my bed for the past one hour, as I was trying to move an image out of my mind, but I guess, you can never forget something, you really want to forget...
If my days were to be named after food items, I would give my typical types of days names like; "Nachos"," Naga Burger","Chocolate Cake","Yolk-Onion" & "Cold Coffee".
The most suitable name for today would be "Nachos". Well, the school part of my day only though, cause rest was like regular ones." Home- Cafe-Home-Dinner-Revise-Trying to sleep(currently)".
But as for the school part of my day, it was undoubtedly a day with a pinch of sadness, drama, twists and of course thrill. If we sequentially compare them with the ingredients of "Nachos", pinch of sadness would be the garnish items, drama can be considered as chicken shreds, twists and thrills are the crunchy nacho chips.
But there was something more in today's nachos, something out of the ordinary that made the whole day whole lot of upgraded.
Like every restaurant's special secret ingredients which makes their food unique, for me today someone with a pair of ocean blue eyes filled that part.
That special someone's arrival made today's nacho day lot different...
But... I can't understand what did I do wrong that made him run away from me? That too, with a "you disgust me" kind of expression?
UFF! I am again picturizing it in my mind!! Even picturizing that loathsome look on his face makes my heartache like it's been sliced into pieces.
"Come on, Aria!!!! Shut it off!!! It's not like people behaving like this isn't normal for you!! Just forget it, let it goo!! Get over it, already!!"
My inner consciousness screams, trying to resonate with my silly mind that keeps on roaming back to the new stranger student with blue eyes that somehow makes me want to devour them all day!
To be honest, when I 'accidentally' hugged him and cried for well a good few minutes, it felt... It felt soothing?
And peaceful? And I felt protected for some reason?
Uff! This boy would drive me crazy!!
Humph!!!
Decided!!
Definitely, no more romantic novels for this year! Those things are undoubtedly messing my head!
It's not like I've hugged people from opposite gender much, maybe hugging all the others would make me feel the same. Right?
"Are you sure, Aria?" an inner-voice whispering in a soft tone asks, as my sub-consciousness giggles.
But, I try to fight back as I put on logics behind feeling 'special'.
If I remember correctly, I have had only one male friend in my whole life, who was apparently my neighbor too. He was my best friend that time, which was at elementary school! They left the town when we were in third grade. We were like 'inseparable bestie duo', so when he left, and I became all alone.
It's when Vivien came into my life and... Well, two years later my new best friend Vivien announced that I was a "Hallucinating Lunatic" walking around in whole school. Which instantaneously made me really popular, in the whole middle school but of course, with a bad reputation and that's when the bullying began.
After that I never had any more male friends or true friends. Truth is, nobody wanted to be friends with me. I was a freak to them!
Sigh...
I wonder what if Jeffery, the boy next door never left this town, how would my life at school be then? Would it be any different? Or would he act the same as the others?
Probably, the second option! A bitter smile forms on my lips as sleep slowly takes over my eyes, helping me escape a growling emptiness inside my heart...
`||Next Morning||`
I wake up late unlike other school days!
Begging Max for a lift to school and skipping my breakfast successfully, I manage to reach there just in time.
A huge burden is off my shoulder as I walk into my first class.
Well, the day passes by normally until third period.
It's time for "Biology" class, I walk into the classroom as usual keeping my eyes on the ground and sit down on the second seat at the middle row. I am actually quite excited for the first biology class of junior year as it would be conducted by Ms. Harrington.
I was lucky enough to have her as a proxy teacher for a few days back in middle school, and she left an outstanding impression on me in those few days. Actually she was the reason, her words in those few classes gave me courage to fight back...
The class begins with Ms. Harrington's little advises. I look at her with sparkling eyes as she speaks. Her eyes, the way she moves her hands while speaking and expression screams confidence and honesty. I wish, one day I would be like her too!
Since Ms. Harrington was transferred to our school, I've always heard the seniors say that the first biology class of the year has been special. I can understand now, what they meant back then!
Most of us probably don't realize how much encouragement means to us, until someone actually comes and enlightens us, inspires us to explore the heights of our dreams, leaving behind all our wounds.
I don't know about others but her words are definitely giving me hope and courage.
Ms. Harrington talks about several ways to improve ourselves both as a student and a human being and then ends the introductory lecture with her legendary words,"Let your dream fly over the dark sky and picturize it as the only light, so that you learn to jump high without fear as you have no other option than achieving it!"
A smile paves itself on my lips as I clap out of excitement, only to be mobbed by all the heads in the class!
Realizing what I've done, my cheeks flush, and I lower my head, as if trying to bury my existence into the table!
Ms. Harrington probably notices my situation as she coughs and starts today's topic immediately, clearly trying to help me get out of everyone's attention. I sigh as I feel myself out of the attention zone.
But the next moment, I feel a twanging sensation at my back as if someone was trying to bore a hole through me. I shift uncomfortably, trying to get over that feeling of being watched already and try to take back my attention towards Ms. Harrington.
But the intuition of being watched doesn't leave me, as minutes pass by it starts creeping me out as I'm reminded of the incident from years ago.
My hands become sweaty as I quiver, remembering those burning eyes and the structure of that creature in front of me.
Someone shouts and the whole class breaks into laughter making me shiver, as I zone out of my vision of memories. I look around cluelessly and my eyes come to a halt when they catch sight of a pair of ocean blue eyes gawking at me.
He moves his gaze the moment, my eyes catch him red-handed.
Unknowingly, a playful smirk finds its way on my lips, as I turn around and look at Ms. Harrington.
But no matter how much I try to concentrate on Ms. Harrington's lectures, my concentration keeps floating back to the back bench of the left row. I can't help peeking at that corner seat now and then for the rest of the class.
His dark chocolate like hairs are scattered messily, he is wearing a navy blue hoodie paired with jeans and black sneakers. His slender fingers are resting on the desk as he looks outside the window, with an expressionless stare as if he was lost in deep thought.
He is like a perfect unique monument which astonishes me, excites me, gives me chills and ignites desire, desire to devour those perfections. I gulp my saliva down, and start biting my pencil due to nervousness when suddenly he looks up and our gazes clash...
My chewing fastens as I tighten my grip on the pencil. It feels like those blue eyes are drawing me into an unfathomable ocean, and I am trying to hold the anchor as tightly as I can, so I don't fall...
Seconds pass by...
I see his lips vibrate a bit and my eyebrows knit, ready to hear what he has to say. I see the corner of his lips curving up, just when I think he is going to smile, the bell rings and Rayleigh runs out of the classroom immediately as if his tail is on fire...
Furthermore, I sit there dumbstruck as I keep looking back at the empty seat, which I'm sure is still filled with his warmth, his scent, his touch....
Ow! No no!!!
I again got into fantasizing him!!! Damn it!!! Why the hell am I pushing myself into someone, who is clearly out of my league and loves to ignore me?!!!
But...
Did he smile just a while ago?
Was that even a smile?
Shoo oh!! Why would he smile at me?!
I bang my head on the front-bench as I keep cursing, and regret the moment I had looked back...