The teacher blabbers on and on. Cue furious scribbling all around the classroom. Not HIM though. Didn't see the point. He twirled his pen around his fingers, and rested his right foot on his beloved Nike Geo Merlin football, moving it about aimlessly. Training was still a good few hours away, the football field is still empty. But in his mind, it was full of cheering school mates. He was on the field, ready to face the 5th penalty kick of the shootout in the final. The taker is the star midfielder of the opposition, but he didn't give a damn. Save this kick and the A division champions will be....
"Eileen, could you come up to the white board to show us the solution to this question?"
The teacher had disrupted his day dreaming. It was the only thing which could have disrupted him in truth. He followed her every movement as she got up gracefully to walk to the white board. Her hair was tied neatly into a ponytail. He liked the way she left her fringe curling over the sides of her face. Her cheek bones were prominent, giving her cheeks a radiant glow.
As she turned around to go back to her seat, he looked down at his desk in double quick time. He was guilty that he was staring, or perhaps even ogling at her. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw her glancing in his direction, and hence pretended to scribble furiously onto his empty sheet of paper.
"How useless can you get Michael?" He reprimanded himself. But how else can he feel? He was the stereotypical school athlete. His score was grotesquely over the cut off point for the school and he only got in on appeal as his coach had a good relationship with the principal. Without his height or agility, he would have shooed to a vastly inferior school. His presence in the school either brought envious glances as part of the elite football team, or condenscending glares from those who deem him unfit to step through the hallowed gates of this school.
She was in a totally different world altogether. The apple of every teacher's eye. Being smart, helpful, hardworking, polite and responsible, she was easily the model student. It helps too that she was really pleasing to look at. So pleasing that he had been looking at her for the past 1 month since JC started. He knew that she was too good from him in real life, but in his dreamland it didn't matter, they were the happiest couple in the whole school, and perhaps even the whole world....
To be continued...
Monday, October 04, 2004
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woooooooooo!!!!! quick quick continue e story!!!
lynne xx
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