....

She walked pass me into the corridors, the bubble gum angel of my dreams and made me feel this shitty birthday of mine wasn't so shitty after all, but I guess that I should have knew that immediately after she graced her presence away from y life, I would return back to shitty lane, cause as soon as I turn around, I see someone standing few meters not that far from me, it was a "He" with amber coloured eyes, and he had a really weird smile playing across his lips, that I had to turn back and check if it was actually me, the complete nobody that he was staring and smiling at. In the end it was really me, cause there was no freaking soul behind my back

How nice, am standing a few distance away from some psychopath, can this day get any better?....

I mumbled inwardly to myself as I tried to act normal and walk pass him, cause hell no, I didn't wanted to remain the same f*ck*ng person he kept on looking at that way, but in the end as soon as my leg as much took the first step, he breaks the silent and it made me stop

"You like her, don't you, huh?"

Those words...did he just ask me that

"Huh?..."

"What?..."

Any lips would be unable to stay quiet to that!!!

I whispered out and looked at him again, but this time my eyes were widen, case what the f*ck exactly was going on here??!!!

I questioned no one in particular as I tried ti find a reason in what was happening, but there was none, and yet again it made my eyes drift back to this Mr. mysterio.

"I don't...No, I don't!"

I said back at him and this time more audible, cause I decided that it was better to deny the fact of liking the bubble gum angel in order not to put myself in any sh*t that I know I wouldn't be able to handle, cause what if he was a bully and was trying to know my weakness, and...and....annnnnd....

"Really? so you don't like the goddess of the whole school: Amy falls?"

He chuckled out softly, before folding his arms together, and I wisjed I had just ignored him and his words, but my lips that had a mind of it own decided to do something stupid

"Is that her name?"

Oh f*ck!, where did that come from!.

My mind exploded with thoughts, and I immediately pinched my arm to stop myself from blurting out any more sh*t, but still the fact remain, he already heard me say this sh*t out, and there was no way to erase it.

I've shown my weakness, I've shown him that I like her already, Damnit!

I frowned my lips angrily as I slowly looked up to his face, only to see him grinning more wider than before, and I hated it, I hated it so much, so I decided to end this conversation, the f*ck*ng conversation that I clearly didn't wanted to begin with

"I have to get to class"

I said to him, caring less whether he heard me properly or not and tried to walk away from him, but as soon as I much try to do that, he held my arm back and it made my leg stop

"What the fu..."

He didn't let me finish, he didn't let me vent out. God, I know that am a nerd, I get it, but still that didn't mean that I would let anyone have their way like him...He that had the audacity to stand in front of me again and part his lips apart

"First of all, it's rude to walk out on someone without even introducing yourself newbie"

He said with frowned lips, and I rolled my eyes

"I get if you don't want to say anything, but you have to at least know who I am"

"Have to?"

I arched one of my eyebrow up and frowned my lips back to him, cause he was really pissing me off at this point, "trying to act like somebody", well it's properly just exactly how I would do it if I was in his shoes, but hey!, I still can't handle another version of me, but who was he to care about what I thought about him. H ignored my expression and kept on speaking either way

"Am Miles, and even without looking at your school guide, I know that's the wrong way"

He chuckled out as those words let his lips, but it only made me curious

"How did you kn..."

He didn't let me finish...

"Because we are in the same class"

He cut me off, and moved closer to me. When he did that, I really tried to move back, but my d*mn legs surprisedly became stuck until he was super close

"Wha...what are you doing"

I mumbled out to him....Trust me when I say I really hate the fact that I stammered but I really can't blame myself, cause I've never really being this close to someone

Don't get me wrong, I don't feel anything like my heart racing or butterflies, I just feel...sick, standing to a person that's more manier, even though he's still a guy like me, but yet again, he was the most carefree person in the entire world, and showed me that moving closer to my left ear until I could feel his breath, and...and trust me when I say that I really wanted to push him away or shift back, but I guess in the end, I was just scared of doing something that might land me into sh*t lane again, so in the end, all I did was stand idle like the complete stick I was, and watch him speak with his minty breath touching my skin

"We are in the same grade, so I think a little guy like you should hang out with someone like me"

I swear that would have being the most cheesiest thing that ever happened today, but when I saw the most widest sheepish smile he had on his face that was far different from the stern cool guy look that felt like he was going to murder me minutes ago, I couldn't help but to laugh out

"You punk, why are you being so nice to me...?"

I blurted those words out and playfully hit his shoulder before I realized it, but it was all goos, since my action made him shrug and smile much wider

"Well because am a good guy"

He looked at me with those bright sparkly eyes of his, bit I don't believe his words, so I scoffed out and it was only then he finally admitted the real reason

"Fine!, last year I had no friends"

His voice came out quieter than usual, but I really didn't pay attention to that, I just kept on blabbering and blabbering like some kind of idiot

"Tell me it's a lie, cause you look really social like really..."

"I know right!"

As fast as I said those words out to him was fast as he replied ack, but immediately he did, his expression changed again

"But...I....I..."

He stammered {Wow, I never knew a guy like him could ever do that, but he did and look away from me, and it was only then did I finally got the clue that he didn't really feel comfortable talking about last year, because I bet shitty cramp must have happened to him, but that was completely fine, cause I wasn't going to judge him, because I myself wasn't picture perfect and...

"I don't just want the last year of my high school s*ck like hell again"

He mumbled out really lowly, but I heard it all, and trust me when I said that I really wanted to say something to comfort him, but before I could, he looked back at me, and that sad puppy expression was gone as if it was never there

"So, we are best friends now!"

He returned back to his cheerful expression as he said those words out to me, but I....I really couldn't process what exactly was going on anymore and I really just had to ask "Just like that?"...We are friends just like that?"

"What do you mean?"

He replied sharply, and gave me a pleading look that told me not to reject his friendship so quickly, but that really wasn't what I was trying to do

"I mean you really want to be friends with me, a guy with glasses?"

I asked him in the most honest way I could, cause the truth was that I have never for once considered myself normal, and friend worthy if that's even a word, but he...he didn't find any fault in me, he wasn't a bully, wasn't some kind of secret gossiper that drags my name in the mud. To be honest, he was really the first to actually treat me....normal

"Well why not, in fact I like your nerdy glass to be plain honest and plus I don't think that anything is wrong with you, or is there?..."

He asked me with arched eyebrow questionly, and I dare not ruin this

"No, nothing, of course not!"

I waved my hands in the air as I spoke out as fast as I could, but it only made him smile wider

"Great, then shall we?"

It was a rhetorical question cause he didn't wait for me to reply before intertwining our hands together as if we were some kind of middle school teenage girls scot, but who the heck was I to care when today was finally looking a little more brighter than the sh*t it was a while ago

I guess 18 is not a trashy age after all....