My hero

  He was a boy in a couple of my classes sophomore and freshman year. I didn’t really notice him too much till that Valentine's day.

In my sophomore year I was in a relationship with this one guy, I don’t even wanna say his name, anyways he was always seated next to me in class, and had a cocky smile. I thought he was cool, he was a little bit of a bad kid but he treated me nice. I actually liked him quite a bit at the time… I asked him out and it started off with christmas presents, kisses, but after that it all changed. He started to hang out with other girls more, stunk of smoke or whatever he was smoking, and we would have fight after fight. By Valentine's day I was sick of him, my head would ache whenever I thought of him, and how things were going I wasn’t expecting any chocolate from him.

When Valentine's day came around I just wanted to be alone and enjoy being with my friends, we were gonna go out later to eat that day. They all didn’t really have a Valentines either, though Michelle was gonna bring her boyfriend. That morning I bought myself a Hersies bar to eat by myself while lamenting my situation.

At school I was having a big headache that didn’t seem to calm, all I really wanted to get out of school but I still had a couple periods left. The day went by slowly and I was gonna take the bus to go home for a bit till my friends got done with their after school stuff, my house was pretty close to school(12 minutes on bus with traffic!). When I got on the bus, and started to relax he showed up. I don’t know what he was doing before, neither do I wanna know but I could smell him from my seat, and his eyes were faintly red.

He walked up to my seat and spoke in a low voice, “Hey, get off we gotta talk.” Whoo does this BOy think he is!

I ignore him, and just look at the seat in front of me.

“Hey, Hey!” He starts getting louder, almost yelling.

“What, why do you want me to get off.” I said in a cold tone. I still just look only at the seat in front of me.

“Why you acting like that, giving me all that attitude? Now we’re really getting off. Come on, let's go.” He grabs my wrist and tries to pull me off my seat.

“Hey what are you doing! Let go!” My voice also gets louder.

“Relax, we’re just gonna get off for a bit. Stop making a scene.” What the hell does that mean!

“I’m not making a scene, you are! Get your hand off me!”

Then a skinny kid in a gray hoodie runs up in front of me, I’d had recognized him from school. He comes right between me and my psycho boyfriend, he seemed short compared to the psycho. He spoke in a nervous but strong voice

“She doesn’t wanna go, leave her alone!”

“Who the hell are you? This is between me and her. Do you really wanna get into this?”

Then just like a movie the people on the bus started backing him up, and yelled

“Leave the poor girl alone!”

“Get out of here! Boo Boo!”

“Get off the bus.”

“Are you serious, this is non ya’ll business.”

Then even the bus driver started yelling

“Yo get off the bus now! Before I call the police!”

As he reluctantly walked down the aisle slowly, he started yelling “Ya’ll see what happens, this ain’t over.” Then he walked up to the bus driver and said, “you better watch out.”

“Like you could do anything to me, brat! Get off my bus!” He kept staring at him while he got off.

My heart was racing, it all felt so surreal what had happened, it was like a movie. The boy was shaking a little in front of me and then he looked into my eyes and asked

“Hey are you okay.” He had big pretty dark eyes. They kinda had a shine to them.

I sniffled a little and said, “Yeah I’m alright, thank you for what you did back there. That guy is a real ass.”

“Yeah he was.”

“You're from my school aren't you?”

“Yeah.”

“What’s your name.”

“Uhhh, Tupac.”

“Well I’m Natalie, nice to meet ya.”

“Nice to meet ya.”

“Well… really thank you.” We were just about running out of things to say when I remembered something. I went through my bag to find the chocolate that I had bought earlier this morning to eat alone, and handed it to him. “I know it’s not much but here you go.”

Then he started going through his pockets. “I also got something for you.” He pulled out three small Hersie kisses.

“Hee, for me, you didn’t have anybody at school you wanted to give it too” I couldn’t hide me surprise.

He shrugged, and said “Nope.”

“Thank you” I said in a quite sweet voice if I might add. I felt something in my heart at that moment. I’ve felt it before, but maybe not with so much impact. If I were to describe it I felt as if my heart was full.

After a few stops my stop came up. I turned to you and waved goodbye, and walked off the bus. I also think I caught a glimpse of you staring at me walking off. Even after I left the bus, and that whole situation was over my heart felt like it was pounding. As I walked home I ate the kisses you gave to me, they were sweet, really sweet.

After that I managed to end things with my boyfriend, it probably went as well as you might’ve thought, though it seems he already found a new girl so I don’t think he took it too hard(More like being more open with the girl you were obviously cheating on me with!). Well whatever, and even despite the troubles on the bus I still had a fun night out with my girls.

I kept thinking about you after that. Thinking about your eyes, what you’re doing now, or what you're eating. I knew I liked you a whole lot. Well we had some classes together sophomore year but we were rarely ever seated together. I would see him when we left school, but I would also see the whole 9th and 10th grade too, there’s no privacy in this school! The whole front yard was littered with all the people I knew and didn’t know. The following year would be when I would get another chance.

Sophomore year passed by with finals, some school parties, and saying goodbye to the school for 3 months. Over those 3 months I would think about you, nothing specific but I would just think about you. Those three months would pass in a flash with hangouts with my friends, sleeping till 12, last minute summer homework marathon, and going on a cruise.

The next year came and it came with new teachers, trigonometry, and an earlier last period. This year there’d only be a handful of people leaving at the same time as me, and you were one of those people. I took the chance I could get to talk to you and see you up close, though whenever I was near you my heart felt like it might just jump out of my chest. You had gotten taller, and a little bigger, you must've hit a growth spurt, I’d say you grew 2 to 3 inches over the summer. I wanted to ask you out, really bad, but it wasn’t that easy. Whenever I’d try to approach I felt my heart beating, and I felt scared. I felt scared of everything, so many questions came at me, and made me question my love but something guided me. I sensed it too, your love. You’d sneakily stare at me during class. I felt it, even though I knew you’d definitely accept if I asked you out I still couldn’t do it, but when misery reaches out I felt something bring me through.

To be honest it seemed pretty hopeless. One time he waited for me outside, and creepily waited behind me, waiting for me to finish my conversation. I had an idea where this was going but I got scared, and this day happened to be the day I got picked up, so I finished my conversation and ran up to my dad’s car and left for home. If I wasn’t getting picked up we might’ve already been dating, ahhhhh, whenever I think about it makes me mess up my hair.

Well that had been over a month ago. After that I’d been going out with my friends after school more, and some clubs to look good for college and stuff. My opportunities to see you came less and less, but then slowly came back near thanksgiving break. I went on the bus more right after school where I’d always see you.

Then Thanksgiving break came and passed with a big family gathering, and too much food, and four days of no schools, and then I got to see you in class again. I’d daydream about you a lot recently. I’d go out a couple times with my friends this week, and then Friday came. It was a relaxing friday, with thanksgiving over we could all dream about christmas, and the gifts we might get. I was thinking about all the things I want, but there was one thing I really wanted.

In class I did my best and listened intently in class to try and keep on the 90s & above list. In government class I took peeks at you coming to class. That day I had nothing going on so I just went straight out of school. I went downstairs, said goodnight to the security guard, and I saw that you were there just a little bit behind me. I went out the front entrance and started to walk to the bus stop till I heard your voice,

“Hey y’know… I really liked you for a while, and y’know whenever you're free could I take you on a date.”

“Yes.” I quickly responded, it was quite surprising with how nervous and flustered I was. We walked to the bus stop together talking, it was our first conversation in a while. It was a little awkward, and nerve wracking but I felt my heart was full.