"Tyler, het jy 'n extra pen?" - [Tyler, do you have an extra pen?] One of the girls in my actual class whispered to me, disrupting my thoughts.
I shook my head as a no and went back to revising my plan in my head.
Once I figured that my plan is fool proof, I was ready to put it in motion.
All that I need now is for the fat girl to turn around.
I'll keep a close eye on her while studying, I promised myself.
She eventually did turn around 20 minutes later and my eyes immediately darted to hers, hoping that she'll look at me today, like she always does.
She did, after taking a couple books out, and I wasted no time in winking.
I expected a blush from her or at least her eyes to widen but none of those happened.
Instead, she crinkled her eyebrows in a sort of confused state, and gave me a strange look that practically screamed 'Are you crazy or something?'
She turned back around and I couldn't be more embarrassed right now.
I narrowed in my eyes on her cheeks but didn't see them widen. Not even an inch.
I mentally groaned. If she doesn't have a crush on me then what's her story with me?
I decided to try my plan again and waited impatiently for her to turn back around, whilst I studied.
5 minutes before the lunch break's bell rings, she only then turned around to put her books back in her bag.
I waited patiently for her to look up at me and she did.
I winked again, only this time licking my lips suggestively.
Her eyebrow shot up whilst her eyes widened in confusion and her face masked with disgust.
She lightly shook her head and turned around.
I became enraged.
How dare she?
I'm trying to flirt with her here and she has the audacity to be disgusted and shake her head?
What kind of a crush is that she has on me?
Usually when your 'crush' flirts with you, the sane thing to do would be to flirt back but she-
Maybe she doesn't have a crush on me, This sudden thought disrupted my short rant.
Just then, the bell signalling the start of lunch break rang.
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The whole break, the fat girl kept popping in and out of my head.
This frustrated me because images of her disgusted face were among those thoughts and my soul would just become more embarrassed.
If she doesn't have a crush on me, then why the hell does she keep staring at me?
A bold thought suddenly occured to me.
I am going to ask her.
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My thoughts about the fat girl were threatening to be a distraction of my focus on the exam in front of me so I quickly and swiftly wrote my paper.
Being done early, as always, I designed my plan on asking her.
A thought popped into mind and I decided that's exactly how I'm going to ask her.
I smirked as I awaited the final bell.
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I have never been more anxious for the final bell like I am now.
The fat girl never looked at me once during writing, even when she was done.
I glanced at the clock. 5 minutes.
The invigilator started taking in the papers, as everyone started tucking in their utensils.
Again, the fat girl never looked up at me when she tucked her utensils away.
The final bell rang and everyone jumped out their seats.
I on the other hand, stood up like a normal being and trailed the fat girl's movement as she went outside.
Outside, she went to her dread-locked friend who was patiently waiting for her.
They were about to leave when I stopped them.
The fat girl's eyes widened in surprise but her friend's just became confused.
"Hey." I said, to the both of them.
"Hi." They both separately said.
"Can I talk to your friend?" I asked her dread-locked friend.
She nodded in response, confusion incriminating more on her face.
I stared at her, waiting for her to leave.
"Oh, you wanted to talk in private? Okay, bye." She hurried off, behind us.
I looked back at the fat girl and found her staring wide-eyed at her retreating friend.
She noticed me looking at her and her face dropped into a normal one.
"How can I help you?" She asked.
"Can we go speak in a little more private space?" I asked her, refering to the people around us.
"Where?" She raised an eyebrow.
With my hand, I gestured around the corner as we started walking.
Finally reaching a vacant place, I breathed deeply and did what I planned to do.
With my hands on her shoulders, I pinned her against the wall.
Her black eyes widened as they stared at me in shock.
I went closer to her face, never removing my eyes from hers.
"What is your story with me? Why do you keep staring at me?" I demanded, a little too close to her face.
She pretended to not know what I was talking about and put a forced confused face on her expression.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She lied.
I removed my hands from her shoulders and instead put them besides her on the wall, trapping her.
This gave me better access to lean in, which is exactly what I did.
I was now merely 2cm away from her face.
"Don't lie to me." I whispered against her plumped lips.
She continued backing her previous statement. "I'm not lying. I have no story with you and I never stared at you."
I rolled my eyes and riskily leaned in even further on her, leaving approximately only 1cm space between our faces and lips.
"Yes you have. You do it everyday." I said slowly, my breath hitting her unmoisturised lips.
She removed her eyes from mine, pretending to try and remember. Her face crinkled in fake confusion and she opened her mouth to deny it.
"I never stared at you." She simply stated, looking up into my brown eyes again.
Though she is older than me, I'm taller than her.
I couldn't resist shit anymore and my eyes started trailing down to her lips.
Her lips were in need of the moisture my lips could bring to hers.
Her lips were screaming for mine, and I heard their cries.
A couple moments later, I maned up and leaned in.
She didn't do anything. She just stood still so I took that as my cue to carry on.
She'd slap me if she didn't want this to happen.
My lips pressed softly against hers and on instant, my eyes shut.
So soft, was her lips. I could feel them all day.
I began moving my lips on hers and a second later, hers started moving with mine.
I knew if I removed my lips now, I would immediately regret kissing her so I kissed her as long as I could and made the most of it.
Her lips had mine entranced and I just couldn't let go. I wanted more.
I deepend the kiss before realizing what I was actually doing, a second later.
This was not the plan.
I broke off the kiss and lightly rubbed it off my lips.
I walked away wordlessly and left her there standing dumbfounded.
I cannot believe I just kissed her.
But honestly speaking, that was the best kiss I've ever had.
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