First Day

I met this guy on a rainy day…

I bumped into him and his books fell down on a puddle I panicked and quickly picked up

the book while slowly looking at him, his brows met behind those black glasses

Based on his facial expression he was completely annoyed

“I’m really sorry, what should I do” I said while holding his soaked book

He grabbed the book and said “Watch where you’re going please”

He continued walking while shaking off the excess water from his book

I was a minute late from our first day of class; my hair was still dripping from the

rain. I greeted our teacher and quickly walked towards the vacant chair by the window

I stared outside while the teacher was talking about the rules, the rain was still

pouring hard I couldn’t focus much, I guess I was still embarrassed about what

I did earlier.

He was kind though, I thought he would throw a tantrum against me.

An hour passed, they elected me as the class president, I don’t know why but I guess I

look smart? I kept examining the surroundings of our new classroom, until someone caught my eye

A guy with some weird glasses entered the room the people stared at him going inside also

soaked with the rain, I squinted my eyes and I must not be mistaken He is the guy I bumped into earlier,

In shock I quickly lowered my head and covered it with my arms. I must be crazy? Am I really seeing that guy here?

I looked up to see where he was sitting; gladly he was sitting beside the door

“Good, He’s far” I faced the window with a sigh of relief

I wore my earphones and just listened to music while closing my eyes, When I felt someone was at my back I turned around and was shocked at what was in front of me, His eyes widened ‘OMG he must’ve noticed my face, I’m dead’ I was expecting him to point out my mistake again, I just sat still and he said “You’re the class president right?” What the hell? Was that it? Well I’m not asking for more, it was enough. I sighed in relief when I heard his words.

“Yes what do you want?” I replied softly

“Help me with this” He ordered. He gave me his notebook and dragged the nearest chair

beside me

I have to admit, His fragrance is addicting.

The entire vacant time I helped him study, maybe, this is my payment for destroying his

book.

The bell went on and I tidied up my things from the table, as I was about to sway my bag

someone grabbed my shirt, It’s that guy again “Pres. Help me again” He asked, well at least this time ‘politely’

“Hey, don’t you have any tutors? And I’m not the smartest kid you can go to Alicia

she’s top one.” I questioned

“I don’t have any tutor, I- umm” He stuttered “remember the book? You should repay me”

I was right he was aiming at the book, sheesh.