Heartless - Ch .1 - P. 2 - The Next Few Weeks...

Heartless - Ch .1 - P. 2 - The Next Few Weeks...

The next few weeks

School felt like it was going fast, but at the same time it also felt like we were still beginning.

French class was boring as always, with me usually sleeping them out, or with my teacher's random outbursts of how late we are. I eventually found myself being moved to the table in front of Amber's. We exchanged looks here and there, nothing more than yesterday or the week before. Maths was looking good, I sat on the table next to my mate, Ahmed, and right beside Amber. I usually spoke to Ahmed or concentrated on my work. I liked getting on my teacher's nerves too, I had a real talent for sarcasm.
Art was enjoyable, not because I was the most talented in not only my class but in my year, but because we were able to crack loads of jokes without my teacher caring in the slightest. He even joined in sometimes.

Of course I had a life outside of school. My mate from school, David, lived a few doors away from me. We go to the park and meet up with some other friends and play football for hours on end, practically everyday. The matches were always exciting. I always made it more aggressive, as it was my style of playing, and that was a whole lot more fun. Sometimes I didn't play football, and me and David went and check out some girls. I wasn't as enthusiastic as him, because I wasn't really a fan of girls in London, but nonetheless I went along with it. Even though he was the enthusiastic one, he was an idiot too, I would usually talk to them on his behalf because I didn't like them and for some reason he did. In all my years in London I've never found any evidence of an attractive girl. Every time one of my friends would say "Check out that girl" or "She's sexy", or something similar, I'd usually think they were too horny to function. Girls in London were just empty to me, and most of the time they usually thought they were way better than they are which makes me sick.

Anyway the next few weeks passed and nothing much interesting happened. Except for one maths lesson. We were beginning to work on trigonometry and we were using our calculators for most of the lesson. So while we were all concentrating, Amber turns to me with her calculator displaying "(. )( .)" and so I look up at her smiley face for a few seconds and then she says "What? Eyes...". We both laughed and that's how we began talking. Nothing special or 'hot', just a playful joke that start it all.

Over the next few maths and french lessons we began to talk quite a lot and even began to trust each other quite quickly too. She seemed unique and her sense of humor wasn't a normal one. She definitely stood out from the other London girls.

I also started talking to this other girl from Italy. Her name was Magenta. It was more of a playful thing than anything. Amber noticed this and started make little jokes about it, and even implying that I "love her for her huge boobs". Of course, I didn't, and besides Amber was on the same level anyway.

Now that the first few weeks had passed, we're now really starting to get into school, but obviously other things have grabbed my attention...