Heart Strong

Heart Strong

Heart Strong
The professor stood at the front of the class, droning on about the program "Microsoft Word"

The professors name is Mr.Ryan. He is thirty-five, stands five foot ten, medium length brown hair, which is slicked back with gel. His skin is a tanned colour, which clashes with his bombardier blue eyes. The garmets he wore was that of a buisness mans suit.

His eyes scanned the room as he paced back and forth, gently swinging the metal pointer stick in his gripped hand. "The program Microsoft Word, is a program whose means are for writting the word of literature in many forms. I shall guide you through the many capabilities Word gives you, and shall teach you all I know."

A girl sat at the far left table of Mr.Ryan, she seemed to be lost in her own boredom as the drawn out lecture dug into her skull. She gazed over to her left, to land her eyes on the guy next to her. A smile formed on her face, wiping away the blankless expression that once blanketed her.

A surge of pain shot throughout her body, as something hit her hand with a fierce strike. She let out a yelp, and took her attention to what ever took her by suprise.

Behind her stood Mr.Ryan, with dissapointment looming over him as he stared down on the his pupil. "Ms.Winston, I will not tolerate behaviour such as you have just demonstrated."

A laughter could be heard from infront of her, this laughter came from a girl that went by the name of Maya. She was a Mexican, face fairly dark, hair was medium black curls. Her eyes were a autumn orange, and when she stood tall, she measured up to a five foot three.

"Looks like Kathryn was dozing off again Mr.Ryan!"

Laughter broke from her again, just to be silenced by Mr.Ryan's harsh voice "Ms.O'Donald! I will also not tolerate foolish behaviour such as yours in the class room!"

Kathryn let a smirk come forward, as she took pleasure in the embarassment of Maya O'Donald's.

Kathryn was five foot one, coke-can red hair that met the shoulders. Her skin tone was pale, eyes of green that stood out. She wore a lime green vest, with a dark and light green striped, long sleeved, t-shirt.

She gazed above her, eyes meeting with the bombardiers of Mr.Ryans. He looked at her with fury as she seemed to take liking in O'Donald's little mishap.

"Now if you would please pay attention to the lesson, Ms.Winston, I would love to carry on."

She gave him a polite nod, followed by a smile "Yes Professor, please carry on."

She looked away from the Professor and threw her eyes towards the boy that sat next to her. She knew a little about this guy, knew he wasn't from the states, but from the great North; Canada. She knew his name was Sean, and knew that he was skillful in the English department, but what lingered inside her, that she did not know, was her feelings towards this Canuck.

Sean was six foot one, medium length, dirty blonde hair. Somewhat tanned skin, hazel eyes, and ear pierced on the left. He wore a black t-shirt, with the Corona symbol on it.

The bell sounded off for the end of class.

He saw her looking at him from the corner of his eye, and drew his attention to her, greeting her with a warm smile. This made her turn her head, and blush red on the cheeks. A wide smile formed on her face and she thought to herself "Ah jeez Kathryn, come on you're making a fool of yourself. Say something to him."

She looked back, turning her head slowly, thinking over at what she should say to him. But by the time her face was directed towards the opposite side of her, Sean had already grabbed his bag, and was heading towards the door.

She let out a longed sigh, resting her chin in her palm, and elbow on the desk as she drew her eyes upwards to Mr.Ryan, who was standing above her, gazing at her with confusement.

"Why do you stay in your seat, Ms.Winston, when the bell rang a minute ago?"

She perked up in shock, knowing that the bell had just rang, but not knowing that a minute has passed. She grabbed a hold of her back pack and threw it over her shoulder. She stumbled a bit as she came up from her seat, letting out an embarassed laugh as she steadied herself.

"Just lost in thought Professor..."

This was somewhat true, yes she was lost in thought, but also in dream. She knew that feeling deep down was her heart that beat for someone she had it set on. But what held her back was the question "What does he think of me?" This is the very question that made her blush, made her wander off into a dream of contentment, and act how she did.

Without any further hesitation, she darted towards the door, trying to catch up with the Canadian, but was shortly stopped by another student whom she came to dislike.

"Conor!"

Conor stood five foot ten, medium blonde hair, very pale skin and blue eyes. These features made him look like an albino. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans. He gave Kathryn a smirk and approached her slowly, backing her up against the wall, eyes squinted.

"So Kathryn..."

Her back was now against the wall, her eyes looking into his with fear as to what he was going to do to her, what he was going to say to her.

He placed his hand on the wall, just inches from her face. He brought his face towards hers, so that his eyes were only inches away, staring into her green ones.

"That new kid, that Canadian...I know you like him Kathryn; but you see I won't come to the idea that you having him is so great."

"Conor you'd better back off if you know what's good for you."

He chuckled as she said this, paused and breathed against her neck, and in a shallow voice he continued.

"Now lets not be vague Kathryn, you know you do have feelings for me...So stop trying to deny it!"

Conor perked up as he felt something tap his shoulder. He slowly turned around, ready to tell the person who tapped him to fuck off. But when he did he backed up against the wall as he saw Sean standing behind him, arms crossed against his chest, eyes staring at him with distaste.

Conor began to stutter a bit, trying to form his words as he quickly threw them out "W-what do you want Canadian!?"

Sean gave a smile as he watched Conor shake in his boots, and leaned down towards him, just so that his eyes met his, inches away.

"I want you to leave this lovely lady alone, if you really know what's good for you."

Conor glanced towards Kathryn in fright, than back at Sean.

"No one tells Conor Rusel what to do you hear! No one!"

Sean grabbed a hold the hem of his shirt and slammed him into the wall, with a loud thud.

Conor's head bounced off the back, causing him to yell out in pain as Sean brought him forward, so the tips of their noses touched.

"I am going to tell you again. I want you to leave Kathryn alone, if you really know what's good for you."

He let go of Conors shirt, didn't take his eyes off of his, and watched Conor loose balance, and fall to the floor.

Kathryn watched in amusement as Conor stumbled to his feet, and dusted himself off.

Without a single glance, he darted off down the hall way in a hurry.

Sean watched Conor as he ran down the hall ways, and smiled gently.

"Thanks for doing what you did. That was really nice of you"

Sean turned around on the tip of his foot, his eyes meeting hers, and he smiled "It was nothing really. We can't have arrogant pricks like him running around the school, thinking they can do anything they please."

Kathryn began to blush a bit, lowering her head to hide it, but was stopped by the warm touch of his hand.

He lifted her head up, looked her into her eyes deeply "Are you free for dinner?"

This came to her as a shock, her face lighting up with the colour of red. She looked away from him, smiling with joy as she was asked out to "diner"

"Free as always, have nothing else to do."

Sean smiled to this answer, and leaned towards her, planting a kiss on her right cheek "I will pick you up at eight tonight."

She gave him a nod, and he headed off down the hall way.

As he was out of sight, she rested her head against the wall, sighed to herself, than looked up.

"Diner with Sean"