
But You Just Never Know (Frerard)
Here We Go Again
I hate being short.
Every day on my way to English class all I want is to gawk at the face of a god while he absent-mindedly passes through the hallway but no, people always have to be blocking the view.
Wait, I think I see him now. Oh man, I hope I don’t start drooling because damn.
Suddenly, a wild girl appears! No, no get out of the way! Why are you wearing heels, you’re already tall enough, dammit!
In desperate attempts to resume my stalker-ish staring I tried to jump straight up in the air above everyone’s fat heads, although the effects were weak and short-lived, and the consequences were even less rewarding, what with a few rows of marching students behind me having no choice but to pursue a bowling-pin effect and end up in a dog pile on the floor like one big happy family. I was bottom, striving to regain the breath that had been knocked out of my lungs by both the anonymous boy’s beauty and the bodily weight of several other kids.
Everyone scrambled to get up in order to not be trampled, but as soon as I regained my balance it was taken away by one of the victims of my ill-formed plan: a rather beefy blond boy shoved into me, making me stumble, and growled “Watch it!”
I can only focus on so many things at a time, geez people can be so demanding.
I wonder if my, dare I say, epic fail caught the attention of that kid. What I would give if he would just once meet eyes with me, how awkwardly intriguing that would be, but no one notices me--with the exception of blondie-do-hoo back there. Alas, I guess there is nothing to complain about as I rather like being invisible. I just wish I could get a better image of him than the few seconds I received today….
Well, there’s always tomorrow, but right now I have to go learn. I squirmed through the current and pushed my way into my classroom, keeping my head down as I rushed to my—why is that chick in my seat?
Oh.
It appears I’m in the wrong room.
God dammit, not again.
Notes
Short, short short, this chapter is shorter than Frank himself, but hey its only an introduction chapter.
okay hope you enjoyed! i love reading/responding to comments so go ahead, you know you want to.
this is also on wattpad if you prefer.
If Frank were a Disney princess, which one would he be? My guess is Cinderella, cos Gee would be his Prince Charming. :)
what do YOU think?
xx
9/19/14