This Life
Chapter 1
"Stell!" Nova yelled at the classroom door.
"I'm coming!" I yelled back.
"Come on. I told Will I was meeting him for lunch 5 minutes ago," she whined.
"Go on without me. You'll survive," I responded.
"Okay. See ya at the dorm tonight," she said cheerily, exiting the class.
"Bye.." I said too late, Nova already gone.
I picked up my books and walked towards the door. Finally, it was lunch. That lecture was the most boring thing on the planet. I swear, that's used as torture in other countries. As I walked through the door, I felt my body slam into something solid and stumble back.
"Shit," I swore.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't even see you. Are you okay? Here, let me help you," the male voice babbled on, clearly embaressed.
He bent down to help me with my newly dropped books, and then his eyes met mine.
They were they prettiest green eyes I'd ever seen. Big and framed with thick lashes. I was jealous. With my long fiery red hair, my eyebrows and eyelashes were blond. My gaze traveled to his angular nose, and his plump, perfect lips. And I especially noticed his perfect skin. I realized I was looking a little longer than was polite. He looked at me expectantly, I assumed he was waiting for me to talk.
"Um, no I'm sorry. I mean thank you. For picking up my books. I'm sorry, this was really my fault," I kept talking, and I don't know why I couldn't stop.
He chuckled and took my hand, helping me up from the floor. I noticed he was taller than me, by at least 1/2 a foot. My height being 5'5, his I guessed at '6. I was forced to look up at him.
"Seriously, that was all me. I'm Harry by the way," he outstretched his hand with a cute smile on his face, dimples on full display.
"Stella," I said back with a smile.
"Nice to meet you," he said back.
I noticed his body was toned through the tight black t-shirt clinging to his chest, tattoos being seen on his chest and his upper arms. Once again, he was waiting for my response as I not so subtly checked him out.
"You too," I finally said.
Awkward silence surrounded us as I thought of what to say.
"So how long have you been going here?" he said, breaking the silence.
"This is my second year at University," I responded.
"Cool, this is my third. What's your major?" he asked.
"Psychology. What's yours?"
"Special education. I wanna teach when I graduate," he said, his smile returning.
"That is so cool! I could never do that. I don't have enough patience," I admitted, laughing.
He laughed back, nodding his head, "Yeah. Not alot of people do. But my brother is autistic, so I guess I'm used to it," he said.
"Really? That's awesome that you're doing that," I said, kind of repeating myself, my awkwardness showing.
"I guess," he shrugged.
"Well I shoul-"
"Hey, do you wann-" he interuppted me.
"What?" we said at the same time.
"Sorry. What were you saying?" he said, both of us laughing.
"No, you first," I said
"I was just heading to lunch and I was wondering if you wanted to come along with me?" he asked, a smile tugging at his lips.
Lunch? With me? And him? Why would some random hot stranger want to have lunch with me? I realized once again he was waiting for my response.
"Unless you have other plans.. I mean you don't have to," he said, looking what I thought was dissapointed.
"No. No. I mean, yes I want to go, and no I don't have other plans. Yes," I laughed.
"Okay, well should we go now then?" he asked.
"Sure, let's go," I said.
He opened the door, letting me out first, following after me like a gentleman. I was impressed. He walked by my side and as we made eye contact, he smiled down at me. I smiled back.
"I'm coming!" I yelled back.
"Come on. I told Will I was meeting him for lunch 5 minutes ago," she whined.
"Go on without me. You'll survive," I responded.
"Okay. See ya at the dorm tonight," she said cheerily, exiting the class.
"Bye.." I said too late, Nova already gone.
I picked up my books and walked towards the door. Finally, it was lunch. That lecture was the most boring thing on the planet. I swear, that's used as torture in other countries. As I walked through the door, I felt my body slam into something solid and stumble back.
"Shit," I swore.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't even see you. Are you okay? Here, let me help you," the male voice babbled on, clearly embaressed.
He bent down to help me with my newly dropped books, and then his eyes met mine.
They were they prettiest green eyes I'd ever seen. Big and framed with thick lashes. I was jealous. With my long fiery red hair, my eyebrows and eyelashes were blond. My gaze traveled to his angular nose, and his plump, perfect lips. And I especially noticed his perfect skin. I realized I was looking a little longer than was polite. He looked at me expectantly, I assumed he was waiting for me to talk.
"Um, no I'm sorry. I mean thank you. For picking up my books. I'm sorry, this was really my fault," I kept talking, and I don't know why I couldn't stop.
He chuckled and took my hand, helping me up from the floor. I noticed he was taller than me, by at least 1/2 a foot. My height being 5'5, his I guessed at '6. I was forced to look up at him.
"Seriously, that was all me. I'm Harry by the way," he outstretched his hand with a cute smile on his face, dimples on full display.
"Stella," I said back with a smile.
"Nice to meet you," he said back.
I noticed his body was toned through the tight black t-shirt clinging to his chest, tattoos being seen on his chest and his upper arms. Once again, he was waiting for my response as I not so subtly checked him out.
"You too," I finally said.
Awkward silence surrounded us as I thought of what to say.
"So how long have you been going here?" he said, breaking the silence.
"This is my second year at University," I responded.
"Cool, this is my third. What's your major?" he asked.
"Psychology. What's yours?"
"Special education. I wanna teach when I graduate," he said, his smile returning.
"That is so cool! I could never do that. I don't have enough patience," I admitted, laughing.
He laughed back, nodding his head, "Yeah. Not alot of people do. But my brother is autistic, so I guess I'm used to it," he said.
"Really? That's awesome that you're doing that," I said, kind of repeating myself, my awkwardness showing.
"I guess," he shrugged.
"Well I shoul-"
"Hey, do you wann-" he interuppted me.
"What?" we said at the same time.
"Sorry. What were you saying?" he said, both of us laughing.
"No, you first," I said
"I was just heading to lunch and I was wondering if you wanted to come along with me?" he asked, a smile tugging at his lips.
Lunch? With me? And him? Why would some random hot stranger want to have lunch with me? I realized once again he was waiting for my response.
"Unless you have other plans.. I mean you don't have to," he said, looking what I thought was dissapointed.
"No. No. I mean, yes I want to go, and no I don't have other plans. Yes," I laughed.
"Okay, well should we go now then?" he asked.
"Sure, let's go," I said.
He opened the door, letting me out first, following after me like a gentleman. I was impressed. He walked by my side and as we made eye contact, he smiled down at me. I smiled back.
7/22/13