Where it all began {Part 2}

He had dark brown hair and was tall, the perfect height for my head to lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat, just thinking about it made me smile. His eyes were dark brown, just like a pool of chocolate and I couldn’t wait to dive in. The stride in his walk was like he was stepping to the beat of music that only I could hear. He was making me smile and he didn’t even know it. He looked my way and all I could do, in my shyness, was look down and keep walking. Well, with my not looking up, I walked right into a pole and had a bruise on my face for about a week afterwards. It was the most embarassing time of my highschool experience, and it was only my first week. I couldn’t talk to Chris for about 2 weeks while I got over my embarassment.

About a week after the pole incident for the bruise to go away and then another week for my embarassment to pass, I ran into Chris outside in front of the gym, and by ‘ran into’ I mean I knew what period he had gym and I made sure I was there when he got out. I was only able to muster out ‘hey how ya doin’?′ but at least I was able to talk to him. But I was still kicking myself in the ass when I was walking to my next class because I didn’t say anything more. I wasn’t going to admit anything, but honestly he had my heart in the palm of his hands and he had full ability to break it, but there I was completely head over heels hoping that he wouldn’t.