~~
He’s in
my seat. My seat. The seat I picked
on the first day of class, the seat that I’ve been sitting in for the last
three weeks. That’s my seat, and some
jackass is sitting in it.
No one
else seems to be bothered by this—but then again, his being in my seat isn’t
disrupting everyone else’s. Is he even in
this class? I’ve sure as hell never seen him before. What is he doing here?
“Excuse
me?” I tap him on the shoulder and he turns around in his—in my—seat. Oh, no—he’s cute. Really cute. I didn’t prepare for him to
be cute.
“Yes?”
he replies. Oh, God, his voice is heavenly—abort mission, abort mission.
“I,
um,” I stammer. “It’s just that, uh…you’re…uh…are you new?”
He
furrows his brow and gives me a funny smile. Good God. “What?” he laughs.
“I
just, uh…I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”
He
looks at me for a moment. Am I blushing? I think I’m blushing. “You’re
observant,” he says finally. “I don’t actually go here; I’m visiting a friend.”
I look
around the room—any excuse to turn my reddening face away from him. “Who’s your
friend?”
“Oh,
he’s in a different class.”
I look
back at him. God, why does he have to be so
cute? “Then…why are you here?”
He
shrugs. “Something to do, I guess. My friend’s got classes pretty much all day,
so I’ve got to amuse myself somehow.”
“Right.”
Say something. Say something or walk away,
otherwise he’s going to think you’re a complete moron.
“Well,
I…I should go,” I say, turning away.
“Hey.”
He catches hold of my arm. Okay, now I’m red. Lobster red, probably. “Do you
wanna meet up after class? Y’know, show me around?” It’s his turn to blush
now—but it’s one of those adorable, hardly noticeable blushes. Ugh. “I, uh…I’m
kinda lost.”
I can’t
help but smile a huge smile, the cheesy kind I made back in kindergarten on
school picture day. “Sure.”
He
grins and lets go. “Perfect.”
I turn
walk away, smiling like the idiot I am…until I look around and realize that
there isn’t a free desk anywhere.
That
jackass is still in my seat.
~~
Until later,
- Justyne
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