She's into him

“I can’t bear it anymore.” Murmured the teenage girl across the room. None of her classmates spared her a glance for she was different, her classmates were afraid of her. She sat at the farthest corner of the room and remained there in her solidarity. She paid no attention to her teachers that lectured at the front of the class, no heed to the tumult cheer or the students, nor care to the happening that transpired around her. She was simply alone. She was fond of being in her own company, but this ache lingered within her chest constantly expanded as she drew her tight breaths. She never knew love nor admiration, but an unfamiliar feeling twisted her stomach. His hawk-like eyes grasp her heart and his subtle smile invigorated her sleeping soul, yet she never knew what is love nor admiration. Her will is weak, shaking whenever she see him. She tried to figure out this unfamiliar feeling that keeps her uneasy. She tried talking to him but no words came out from her mouth, everyone laughed including the lad that she want to talk to. “Get over him already!” this shrewd words was echoed in her mind. Her thoughts don’t want her to sleep, she looked at her digital clock it’s already 5 am yet she can’t sleep. She woke up and took a quick bath, she wears her white blouse together with a red ribbon lace and a maroon skirts. She put her surprise for the guy she like in her bag and immedietly went to school. The guard were surprised  seeing a student like her coming to school early. She sat again at her favorite seat in the corner of the room, after almost an hour the lad came in alone having a black headset covered his ears, the lad didn’t waste any glance at her. It made her heart sank, she slowly open the zipper of her bag ands she get her surprise for the lad. Her heart is beating so fast, she never felt this excited before. “Brent…” she finally muttered his name, his hawk-like eyes grew as he saw her sweet smile, he was about to open his mouth when her hands unconsciously move “What is it Brent?” but he didn’t answer, it made her mad so she asked him again in a louder voice “Brent what is it Brent!? Answer me!” but his eyes were already closed, fear envelop her face when she saw him filled with blood, but instead of running away, she sealed his lips with a kiss. She asked herself again is this love? admiration? or something else?