in physics class. We've been in school for more than a month
now, and I'm not sure if she's noticed me once. I noticed her
immediately. For a senior guy in high school it's kind of hard
not to notice the perfect girl. She's smart and funny, and
when she smiles she lights up the entire roont. That's what
drew me to her first. Her smile. It's warm and sincere,
complemented by her eyes. They narrovv ever so slightly
when she smiles. Her eyes. Blue as an ocean that seems to
have no bottom. Blue that is accented by the canvas that is
her hair. Her hair. Blonde, silky smooth and flowing over her
shoulders, laying gently over her ...
'Jake!" His whisper made me jump out of my seat Mike,
my best friend. I'm not in the habit of drawing attention to
myself, but when I jumped I kicked my desk. That was
enough to draw the attention of my physics teacher, Mr.
Korelinski.
'Is everything alright Mr. Matthews?" he asked.
"Yes sir. I thought I saw a ... spider.' Chuckles rolled
throughout the classroom. A spider. That's the best I could
come up with ? Nicole turned over her shoulder and looked at
me. I couldn't read the expression on her face but it seemed
to have a hint of indifference. I wasn't sure, but I thought she
rolled her eyes as she turned away from me.
I looked over at Mike sheepishly. "What?" I whispered
back, trying to project my irritation. He was laughing to
himself obviously unconcerned with my embarrassment.
"Nothin, ... just wanted to see you jump. Dude, you
looked lost in space." hanks Mike.
I had been planning for a week to ask Nicole out. I had
the whole thing worked out in my head. When third period
was over, I would stop by her locker. I would start by saying
hello, talk about our physics class a little, and if the
conversation was going well I would ask her if she wou1d like
to study together sometime. I just had to try and relax. Be
nonchalant. I wasn't exactly a ladies man. If I were smart I
would't even try ... she's totally out of my league . But if you
don't try you will never do anything right?
So, I had decided today was the day. It was Thursday and
I was thinking ahead for tomorrow. If things went really well
today, maybe ... vvell, we'll see. One step at a time. I kept
telling myself that once she got to know me she would see
that I'm a pretty great guy.
As the class started winding down, my heart started
beating faster and faster. My head started buzzing and
everything was becoming hazy. What if she got to know me
and she didn t think I was a great guy?
What makes me great anyway? I don t have any money
I don't live in a fancy neighborhood and I don't play sports.
Truth is, my father walked out on my mother and me when I
was real little and we have struggled to make things work.
My mother's done the best she could, and we've managed to
get by.
Okay, that wasn't the psyche up I needed. So what makes
me great? I am smart, hard-working and sometimes funny.
I'm not bad looking. I have a nice complexion, I m almost 6
feet tall, a little on the skinny side, short, blonde hair, blue
eyes and fair skin. r n1 not going to win any male modeling
competitions, not that I wanted to, but I don't seem to scare
anyone away.
I've never asked anyone out before so this was my big
chance. I didn't want to blow it. If the conversation didn't go
well, I would just say goodbye and work out a new plan. I
wouldn't go all in if it didn't seem like she wvas interested.
Mike looked over at me and motioned to get my
attention. "What are we going to do for lunch? "
I wasn't ready, to think about lunch yet. I needed to stay
focused, and lunch wasn't for another hour anyway. "I don't
really know yet. Ask me after next period."
"we are having lunch together aren't we? You aren't
going to punk out on me are you?" he asked.