April, 1881
It was very rare for a student to be admitted to Parkway Central Highschool in the middle of the term but who was I to complain. The bronze skinned guy at the front of the class was the finest specimen of a guy I had seen in my whole seventeen years.
Dark raven hair, the colour of a midnight sky. It was tousled and the locks falling lazily on his head but yet had a great impact on my heart. The bed ocean blue orbs of his eyes were a magnet that drew me to gaze at them like it was the most amazing wonder of the world.
Those pink kissable lips were an abomination for a guy and how I would love every taste of them on my lips. I think they would feel soft and warm.
Get your head out of the gutter Ava.
Okay, that was not going to happen at anytime soon judging by the dreamy looks in all the girl's eyes in the room. I probably wasn't the only person in the room who wanted a piece of that.
Back to the sexy guy at the front, he is dressed in a grey basketball shirt of a certain university and a pair of black faded jeans which he had coupled with a pair of baseball sneakers giving him a simple sexy look which couldn't get any better.
"My name is Shane Harvey."
Of course someone would have thought he was a Diego or a Gustavo judging by the Southern accent dripping from his words but no, he was a plain Shane and I had never had a problem with plain.
Plain Shane, plain Ava.
"I am from Alabama and I am the new member on the swimming team." he draws out not before wiping his lips with his tongue and the small act sends chills down my spine.
No wonder the ripped body and strong biceps, he was the new member on the school swim team. Our school was taking part in the swimming competitions held for schools each year. Did he need to mention that to us? I mean we would eventually know why he was admitted mid term.
Perhaps he wanted to inform those girls that he was out for grabs at any time. I wish I could be the one to grab him but that is too much for day dreaming.
Urghh
This is the day I have actually let myself open up to the possibility of love but what is more saddening that it happened to a person I knew at the back of my mind that I would never have.
Way to go Ava. My mind nudges me.
When Mr. Henderson, the literature teacher tells him to take a seat, Shane makes his way to find himself an empty seat. Immediately his eyes snap to mine, I feel paralyzed. I can't make my eyes shift away from the beautiful face and he seems to notice that too when he cracks a simple smile on those lips making my mind melt in place.
Allover a sudden, I am drawing pictures at the back of my mind with a certain sexy swimmer involved in them.
"Yours?" a deep sexy voice with a slight Southern accent intervenes startling me from my hypnosis.
Shit! When did he reach here? I can't even utter out a word as I continue to stare blankly at the guy in front of me probably waiting for me to answer.
Speak you fool
"Pen...ah..yes. It is mine." I quickly snatch it out of his grasp. It has only been seconds in his presence and I am already a spluttering mess. Weirdo.
Shane doesn't move away as he continues to stare at me with an amused smile.
Great. Now he thinks I am weird.
"Thank you." I quickly drag out avoiding his stare. Isn't that what he wanted? Yes, Shane walks away to a seat at the back leaving a whiff of his orchid cologne to taunt my mind and my dreams tonight.
Mr Henderson continues with the class which comprised of how everyone understood the word love. Could the day get any worse?
"Yes Mr. Harvey." Mr. Henderson points at the back to were he is seated.
Eager like the rest of the class to hear what he had to say, I turn to look at the back. Then like a continuous déjà vu, his eyes find mine which are a caramel in color.
"Love is a strong feeling of deep affection for those ones we truly care about despite even when they hurt us, that feeling never fades away."
All the time and I mean the freaking whole time, Shane never altered his gaze from my eyes and I felt like the words were directed to me in an unusual way.
I quickly snap my eyes back to the front when a round of applause is sounded. I feel a little out of breath and my hand is a sweaty mess as it holds the pen. I still feel a gaze at my back and I try hard to not lose it by drawing conclusions out of my emotions.
Not only was he handsome, a swimmer but also wise. What was there left to find out about Shane Harvey?
Guess I would never find out. Who would recognize a typical good grades who always wore those loose shirts and sweats for school. My platinum blonde hair is shorter now dyed blue at the time and right now, I regret why I accepted my best friend Zulaika or Zuzu as she likes to be called to convince me in dying my hair blue.
Zuzu had told me that blue would make my senior year better but hell, it had made it messier the right from the start. From the beginning of the term, everyone recognized my hair and magically, some people who have never talked to me, managed to tell me that it looked cute on me.
Then an idea struck my mind, at least people would always remember me as the blue haired girl from their class. That is why I kept it and some people call me blue mermaid.
Signature look
I guess that was why Shane had given me that peculiar look earlier. Did he like it or did he think I looked stupid? For that I would never know too.
I am actually shorter with only a 5'1 and one of those shorties in class plus I am not curvy too. Puberty never took it's course on me and I always hate those growth and development lessons for that reason.
My skin is also pale and I have a sprinkle of freckles on my nose. That is why I am single and probably would be for a long time. When the bell rings dragging me out of my thoughts, all my hope of ever shagging a sexy swimmer die right then when a swarm of the class divas swarm his side.
Too much for dreaming Ava.
Disappointed, I pack my books in my bag ignoring the girl's whiny voices and his deep laugh of interest.
Welcome to all my dear viewers, tighten your seat belt because we are off for a beautiful journey of two hearts.
Teaser:
"I think I like you blonde than blue hair."
