Weirdos Everywhere

 

Have you ever experienced that feeling when you have a certain image of someone but when you get to know them they are not how you imagined them to be at all? Have you ever thought that someone was too perfect, that something must be wrong with that person? Perfect people don't exist but why would you want to be perfect right? That's just boring if you ask me. That's why there exist weirdos and you can find them everywhere. 

 

There was this guy when I was in seventh grade, everyone the school knew him. Actually even people from other schools knew him. He had perfect grades and a the personality of an angel. Every kid in my school loved him or atleast thought he was amazing. He had black hair but it had a brown shade in the sun. I often heard guys talking about how straight his hair was, they were just jealous. I remember his eyes were also dark but they weren't brown. If I had to choose a colour I would pick blue but some said his eyes had a grey colour. I really was fascinated by his eyes, they were like a dark sky, I guess some saw grey clouds in that beautiful sky. He had an average skin in comparison to me, I'm so pale that people ask me whether I'm sick everyday. Anyways the guy was tall and his body was fit as well. You can guess that all the girls had a crush on him. He always had this smile on his face like he was some prince. Guys disliked him at first but after some time they admired him. That also may be because he never accepted any confession. I heard that even guys had told him their feelings but he just apologized and never accepted their feelings. For a whole year everyone was dreaming to be his lover, no just to be his friend. I saw him everyday while I listened to my friends who were talking about him the moment they noticed him. I would be lying if I said that I didn't like him at all. I didn't love him though. I always had a problem with trusting people and I am thankful for that because that very feeling, that always kept me away from people, saved me from being a puppet of that guy. 

One day at school I was walking to my next class. I'm sort of a loner so I was alone and first to get out of my classroom. My next class what chemistry so I had to walk through the school's garden. (yeah it was a rich school :p) I heard a sound on my way though. Then I saw smoke and I knew what that meant. Someone was hiding in the bushes to smoke a cigarette, when I came closer I saw a familiar face. A really familiar face. It was the guy who was loved by everyone in the school. I looked at him as he leaned against a tree then I just grinned. I assume he heard me because he looked my way and when he saw me he looked pretty surprised. The smile on my face didn't disappear untill I was back in class. Yes after I saw him I just left him there. At the end of the day when I had to go home I was waiting for the bus. I looked at the guy from a little distance and smiled again. I was happy I found out he wasn't perfect. My bus came and as all the other twentyfive students, I also entered the bus. I was on of the first on the bus and took a seat close to the door. I put my bag next to me out of habit. Though I'm not a rude person because the moment that someone wanted to sit next to me I put my bag away. After school I really like to listen to music and so I was while I looked at the scenery that passed. The person next to me stood up which distracted me. I looked at him and noticed it was the 'perfect' guy. I had been sitting next to him all this time and I hadn't noticed. He gave me a little piece of paper and left the bus. He looked quite serious when he gave it so I looked at the piece of paper and saw he had given me his number. I smiled and thought to myself: " So he wants to talk, I guess he wants to explain himself and maintain his image.".

 

Later that day I took my phone and typed his number in. I saved it as a contact under the name 'IMPERFECT'. I thought about what happened that day, I laughed at the thought of him being afraid that she would tell the school. She might then again she might not do it. After a while she decided to send him a message and see what he has to say.

 

'Hey mr. Imperfect' is all I sent and a few seconds later he had replied to my message as if he was waiting for it. What he wrote back was surprisingly not what I had expected.

 

~TO BE CONTINUED~