Samuel

Friend2: "Yeah that's him.. disgusting, don't be his roommate, it's not worth the risk dude."

Sam: "Oh, shut up..."

I can't.. believe this. I never thought that he was the blondie. I've heard rumors about him but I thought they were fake, he doesn't look or resemble anything that the rumors are about.

He's just a cute kid... He is my roommate... And that's the way it's going to be.

I walk over to him and sit next to him, he doesn't notice me because he's wearing earphones. I take one out of his ear and put it in mine.

He turns his head and we are looking face to face. I see his eye and he sees my eyes. I push his hair back, but as soon as I do that he closes his eye... I think he did hurt his eye. I let his hair fall down but I keep looking at his face. We are only 10cm apart. He turns his head back but doesn't take the earphone out of my ear.

The song that is playing is nice and smooth, I like it. I Lay my head on the table and wait for the class to begin. He's nothing like the rumors. People just need to get to know him.. and maybe he should get a haircut, so they can see your beautiful face...

The music suddenly stops and I open my eyes. The teacher is standing in front of the class. Everybody is standing up and greeting the teacher, I really don't wanna stand. So i just sit there but suddenly I feel somebody patting my head. Its that guy, my roommate. What does he want, I wonder..

"Psst, stand up.. the teachers in class."

"I know that it's just that I'm too lazy to stand up."

"C'mon, just get up you idiot."

"I'm not an idiot, you idiot."

He pulls me up by my arm and makes me stand while holding onto my it. For some reason, I feel butterflies in my stomach. When the teacher allows us all to sit, he lets go of my hand and that feeling stops.

It's bothering me now, I wanna feel it again. It makes me uneasy and vulnerable. I move closer to him, to make body contact. It all is working out until the teacher calls him in front.

DAMMIT! I almost had it, now I'm pissed. I can't take it! I have to touch him, It's bothering and confusing me... Why do I need to touch him, why? It sounds weird like I'm some kind of a creep but I'm not. This is the first time I have felt something like this..

What is this feeling? Why am I feeling it? And why do I want more of it?

w-h-y? WHY? why!

"WHY!"

Oh, shit. I yelled that out loud. Now everyone thinks I'm acting weird, that's great..