Luchroom Interview

“So, you’re a nice guy?” I said, trying to talk to him without making myself sound like a complete idiot.

“When it suits me,” he said with a confident smirk.

Just then, a young blond woman came into the room. She introduced herself as Ms. Threlkeld, Ms. T for short, my new algebra teacher. She had a bubbly personality and I instantly liked her.

Class passed by in a blur. James focused intently on the lesson. I ignored it, having already covered quadratic equations at my school in Dallas. When the bell rang, James quickly gathered up his things and headed out the door.

I asked Ms. T after class where to find my Spanish class. She told me it was across the courtyard. I bumped into Raven on my way to the language building. We walked to Sr. Drackett’s class talking about our similar music tastes.

We arrived and Raven and I quickly snagged two seats in the back next to each other. We continued talking until the bell. Scott walked in just as it rang. His messy brown hair was wet and curling up at the ends.

“Lo siento, Sr. Drackett. Coach Bates kept us a bit late. I got here as soon as I was out of the showers,” he apologized.

“I don’t mind the tardiness so much, but you need to dry off a bit more next time Mr. Hill. You’re dripping water all over my floor.”

Scott smiled and sat down in an empty desk close to Raven and I. Sr. Drackett instructed us to work on our conversational Spanish. We divided ourselves into groups of four and discussed topics that would come up in casual conversations. Raven, Scott, some guy named Kai, and I were all in the same group. It was hard to maintain a decent conversation in Spanish when I couldn’t help but notice Scott staring at me every five minutes. I couldn’t stop the smile that kept crawling across my face whenever I saw his stormy eyes look straight at me.

Every time Raven noticed my attention drifting, she would ask me the most random questions. Class ended and Raven led me back to my locker so I could switch out my books and head to lunch.

Raven and I walked into the crowded cafeteria. It was a swirling mass of colors and bodies with bits and pieces of what could most easily be described as food, though most of it hardly looked edible. There were long glass windows covering one wall of the building. The sunlight streamed in through the highly reflective glass, or would have if it hadn’t been cloudy outside today.

We worked our way through the line and sat with Raven’s friends who she introduced as Nikki, a tall girl with shoulder-length, straight black hair and sparkling brown eyes, Kendra, an average height girl with messy light brown hair pulled into a ponytail and dark green eyes, Shannon, a blond with a pixie cut and sapphire eyes, and Courtney, a petite girl with long, thick chestnut hair and matching eyes placed on her to highlight her cute, freckled face. They were talking about an upcoming trip to Miramar to go see a new romantic comedy that had just come out. Miramar had the closest movie theater to Eau Clare and it was still a thirty minute drive. Conversation soon switched to boys as one of the football players walked past. I sat and ate my food peacefully, absorbing the information like a sponge. Pretty soon though, Scott’s name came up.

“Scott Hill. That boy started looking good the day he was born. High school came and made him a Greek god,” Kendra squealed.

“I know. And he is just so nice. And hot. And smart. I’d love to have him as a study partner,” Courtney said, smiling as though lost in her fantasies.

“Too bad anatomy isn’t a class we have,” Nikki laughed.

“I don’t know about that. The way he’s looking at Chris right now, I think he might be our new professor,” Shannon smirked.

I instantly blushed. I had noticed him looking but didn’t realize he was staring so intently. All their eyes darted toward me.

“What? I talked to him a little bit. I didn’t know that what I said would have that kind of impact. I mean, we just talked about music and movies and stuff,” I said.

“You are so lucky. I would kill to have Scott look at me like that,” Courtney sighed.

“And I would kill to have James Stark walk over to our table to talk to us,” Nikki said. “Looks like I might not have to kill any of you.” She sighed as though sad at the thought.

She was right. James was walking straight for us, his sparkling green eyes staring deep into mine as though peering into my soul. I was at a loss for words. My first day and I had already captured the attention of the two hottest guys at Eau Clare High.

The girls all hushed and Kendra looked like she might die of suffocation because she had been holding her breath since James walked over.

The god opened his mouth. “So, diamond eyes, what’s hanging?”

Raven finally told Kendra to breathe. I took that as my cue to stop staring and actually say something.

“Nothing much. I’m just eating and chilling with my friends. I’m also trying to figure what you’re thinking,” I said, smiling at my private joke.

Friday.

“What’s going on Friday?” I accidentally said aloud. Oops.

James smiled. “Nothing that I know of. So I was wondering if you’d like to, I don’t know, do nothing with me.”

Damn it Goldie.

Courtney’s eyes looked ready to pop out of their sockets.

“I don’t know. I just met you.”

Don’t.

Come on.

“She’d love to,” Raven answered.

I stared at her as though she had just hand fed me to a bunch of starving sharks. She merely smiled in return.

“Can I get your number so I can call you later?” James asked.

“Sure,” I replied, inputting the easily memorized number.

“Thanks. I guess I’ll see you later.”

“Yea. See you later then,” I said, smiling as he walked away.

The girls waited until he was out of earshot to jump down my throat.

“Oh my God! You are so lucky. I would kill to be in your shoes right now,” Courtney squealed.

“So anytime you wanna thank me would be nice,” Raven smirked.

“Well thank you oh great one. You just got me on a date with this totally hot guy who I am like, drooling over and I know nothing about him. Nice one buddy,” I said, trying to keep my smile from showing. It was really hard to pretend to be mad at her.

“You’re welcome.”

“Anyways, you’re not the only one. I don’t know much about him either. Well, nothing except that he’s gorgeous,” Kendra said.

“Besides, we can help you,” Shannon began.

“Get to know him,” Nikki finished.

“This conversation is so not over, but lunch is about to be so don’t think you’re off the hook yet. You are nowhere close,” Shannon smiled.

“Okay. But either way, I have to get to class so I will discuss this with you guys later,” I said, laughing.

The End

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