I Just Need Time - Ch. 3

~ Rosalinda ~


I watched a guy across the halls. He seemed nervous, figitity, not comfortiable here. I looked away going to my first class. Sitting down in a empty seat. I heard a gentle alluring voice speak up. My head snapped up looking straight into the warm green eyes that would make you want to disappear forever inside of them. His hair darker than any black i had ever seen.
Quickly raking my eyes over him, i noticed that he had. AMAZING abs. Probably a 6 pack. Tall, but not giant. Well muscled arms. His skin i couldn't put a specific word on it, but it was almost like he was the perfect shade of golden brown. A funny way of putting it. His voice.... that voice. It was captivating. I wanted to hold onto the one word he said, but I knew he would be expecting a answer. "Hello"
Jesse smiled "I'm Jesse, you are?"
I was stunned slightly by that smile. Perfectly straight and beautiful. "Rosalinda"
"Anything for short?" he questioned.
I nodded vaguely aware. "Call me Rosa."
He sat down beside me. I was shocked, until i realised it was the only seat open in the room. I looked towards the front, taking out a piece of paper from my backpack and starting to doodle. Making a complicated, intricite, yet nice and beautiful design.
I hadn't noticed he had been watching me until he spoke. "That's very beautiful." I jumped, nearly falling out of my chair but his hand caught my arm. He was very... warm. Almost searing hot.
I must have shown it because he pulled away quickly "You okay?"
I nodded "yeah i'm fine. But I think your getting a temp. Do you feel okay?"
"I feel fine" He replied, which i found a bit suspicious. But didn't say anything against him.
I looked towards the front, starting to take notes. Noticing his eyes still on me, i shook my head, my thick, blonde curly hair seperating us, so he couldn't see the blush rising up onto my throat. I wondered why I was blushing. I couldn't be sure he saw, but i thought i saw him smile. My eyes narrowed, and i focused on my paper.
I could see him choking back laughter. Just barley containing it. Anger flashed through me, and I saw him stop. Could he have picked up on what I was feeling so quickly? Impossible. He hadn't seen my face. There was no way he would have known i was angry. Could he have?
I began to wonder more and more about him. But i refused to ask him a question. When my anger disappeared i could see him choking back laugher again. Anger coursed through me. This time refusing to leave. Taking refuge in me. Not leaving. I knew it wouldn't. I needed to get outside and calm down before I could speak again.
How could he be so immature! He was a idiot, a boy. Worse he was a football player. I noticed him freeze beside me. I ignored him, continuing on my silent tirade. Stupid, immature boys. Going around and cheating on girls. Breaking their hearts while they loved you. Stupid, stupid stupid.
I thought i saw emotions flash across his face. Fury, then amusement, and sorrow. I wondered what he was thinking about. I hadn't said anything outloud so he didn't know what I was thinking. Amusement flickered onto his face. And i scoffed quietly, going back to taking notes. Stupid immature boys.