Sean's pov:
What is she doing here I asked my self as I anxiously fidgeted with my fingers, I turned to face the window so that she wouldn't notice me, I thought she left after some minutes; as I turned there she was, watching me; I wanted to look away but then the unexpected happened...she strode towards me, I tried to read her expression but she maintained a neutral expression. I wasn't sure of how to react so I made to stand up as she approached my sit but she gestured me to sit down, she sat on my desk and stared for what was definitely less than a minute but felt like hours before finally asking for my phone number...I was taken aback for a split second, when I looked at her I saw amusement in her eyes but she replaced it with indifference immediately.
I gave her my number, she called almost immediately to make sure, she said we would talk later, I watched her back as she left; I let what just happened sink in...
I am always alone in the class cause most people avoid me, more often than not I have been called a faggot but I never bothered explaining I just stayed alone and avoided making contact with anybody in the school...I eventually thought everyone in the school was an asshole until one day in junior high my cousin came visiting, I took it upon myself to be his tour guide we went to many places during the weekend, the happiness was short-lived cause the next day at school I received all sorts verbal abuse cause apparently someone took pictures of me and my cousins the previous week and shared it with the students...
"Do your lives lack flavour? Or are y'all so bored that you need someone's private life as topic of discussion so you can go on living?!!!" Aivah shouted from the class door.
She didn't see me but she heard what happened and for the first time in a long time she was the only person that did not judge me, she had a commanding presence cause after she said that everyone dispersed. No one dared talk to me concerning that matter again but I could hear them whispering about it whenever I walked past.
Ever since then I was grateful to Aivah, I wanted to be friends with her but I was afraid of approaching her, the admiration slowly stretched into something else I didn't want to acknowledge...not just because am shy but also because am not like others and if she found out the truth about me I wasn't sure I could handle her looking down on me.
It took persuasion from my mother and brother before I finally had the courage to write her...
To be honest I wasn't expecting her to read it and even if she read it I didn't think she would bother to look for me...I should be happy but am extremely nervous right now.
I went about my day like I normally would but during lunch break today I didn't go to the canteen, I was afraid I would see Aivah, and I didn't want to fall apart in front of her. While going home I took a different route home...a longer one actually but I didn't care for the distance as long as I got to avoid Aivah.
I told my brother about it when I got home and the asshole started laughing at me, I almost stomped of in anger, he then stopped laughing before telling me not to think too much about it.
I had already given up hopes of hearing from Aivah until I saw her message:
Hey Sean
It's Aivah, save my number😉
I almost had a heart attack, she winked at me.
I saved her number before responding:
I've saved it...uhm
Then I pressed send➡️
I saw the three dots pop up so I waited for her to finish typing:
Sean, are you sleepy?
Or you don't like texting cause...
I could imagine her face as she typed this and I couldn't blame her, I didn't know what to tell her cause I was nervous, I contemplated going to sleep but I trashed the thought a second later before typing:
No am not sleepy I just didn't want to bug you...
I waited for response which came almost immediately:
So I saw your letter, I like the scent on the paper, I smelt it on you when I came to your class today.
My mouth went dry as embarrassment soaked me up, I let out a sigh before typing:
Thank you, I find the scent soothing...I know you might feel uncomfortable cause of the letter I sent you, so am sorry about that I just wanted to let you know; you don't have to reciprocate...
I pressed send as an overwhelming sense of nausea enveloped me and it only intensified when I saw her next message:
You are right, I can just act like you are nonexistent.
My heart jumped out of my chest and back in, I was still thinking about what to say, when I saw the next message:
But I find you interesting so you might want to buckle up a bit...and get some sleep, good night 😉
"Oh mi heavens!!!"
I threw my phone away and buried my face in my pillow...