Liquid Blue Nothings

I was so mad when my alarm went off. i really didnt want to go home.
Devan was so easy to talk to. he was odd. i mean, i hadn't known him
but for a couple of hours now but here i was still awake as the first
rays of light bounced around my room. he seemed really interested in
my little sob story. like in some alien universe he really cared. and then
as i was leaving he wrote his number on my arm. i couldn't figure him out.
as i showered and dressed in a purple mini skirt, silver ballet flats, black
and purple tank, and leggings i thought of him. i slipped outta the
house and walked to Lake's because it was way to early for him to come
get me. i walked into his house without knocking and waved Anna, his
mom, and steve, his dad,as i made my way to his room. lake was up and
getting ready."Why are you up sp early?" he asked as i plopped down on
his bed. "I had a pretty interesting night," i yawned and plugged my ipod
into his radio and found hands down by dashboard confessional. "Would
that have anything to do with that number on your arm?" i grinned and
shrugged. "Are you gonna tell me the story or just sit there? I'm curious
now." he peeked out at me from his closet. "okay okay mr. pushy. his
names devan and he's gorgous and wonderful and very odd. i met him at
our park." lake had been my best friend since 2nd grade and we had
been sneeking out to our park for years. he was crazy and i loved him
like he was my brother. "never heard of him. hmmmm.....think he's new to
our school or something?" this shocked me and i was momentarily
speechless. in the wee hours of the night spent in deep thought i had
never considered this. "i...i dont know." i studdered slightly. "well come
on. we gotta go." grabbing our things we climbed the stairs and were in
is car in a matter of seconds. i was nervious as we pulled up at the
school but i slapped a smile on and skipped
to our table. kyle, a tall blond girl with black brown eyes, sat
talking to james, a tall muscular brown hair green eyed boy.
destiny, matt, and dillan stood around the table.
"hey guys!" i sang as i hugged everyone and joined in as lake started
talking animatedly with dillon and james. every few seconds i looked
around for devan but, he was nowhere to be found. after twenty mintues
or so the bell rang and we all headed our separate ways. my locker was
in hall b. my first hour was french 2. it was fairly easy and passed by
quickly, as did second hour, english. as i sat down in third hour, algebra,
i had given up hope in seeing devan and was bracing myself for the
troment i was sure to endure. math had never come easily to me and
my freshmann year was proving to be no different. my desk was in the
very back corner, farthest from mr.
chris's desk and the big blackboard. I doodled absently as i waited
for the late bell to ring. a few seconds later i was startled to find someone
tapping me. i looked at burning blue eyes and nearly screamed.