Chapter 2

I thought it was just a strange encounter with a pretty girl so I didn't take it that seriously, but still I came earlier to school. It seemed like I wanted to convince my brain, giving the chance to my heart to control me. Half-heartedly walking toward the class, I stopped twice in the hallway, not able to ignore the fact that I wanted to see her again. Not torturing myself anymore I moved to the other hallway where the music class was located. This time I decided to say something instead of just looking at her like an idiot. 

Like I thought, she was there, standing in front of the notes stand. I was standing at the entrance of music class watching her sneakily. She was clothed in a black and white hoodie looking like a little panda. Not making a move I tried hard to not get noticed by her but somehow she knew I would come.

"Are you going to stand there or do you want to come in?" She said turning her face to me with that same smile of hers she was giving me yesterday. She was smiling like there wasn't any problem in the world she lives in. Once again I got lost at the hazel pool. She came closer standing in front of me. At first I backed away from her to keep my distance but she stepped closer each time I was stepping back. Finally, the wall stopped our stepping game. There wasn't any place for me to step back while she was standing even closer.

"What are you doing?" I was irritated by her actions, to which she grins widely. 

"Finally you said something." She whispered leaving me in the hallway making her way back to the music room. I was frustrated by the way she was treating me; I wasn't used to something like this. I never had this type of encounter with any girl; I hated how she was affecting me. I couldn't control my anger, marching after her without thinking what I was doing. In an instant I took a hold of her pinning her with my weight to the closest wall. She released an audible gasp token by surprise. 

Twisting her both hands behind her back I was trying to show her place but the position I was holding her was the biggest mistake I made. Body pressed against mine, her face was close, her lips close enough that I could even kiss her with a slight move, eyes shut with her little nose scrunched in... pain. I knew I fucked up a big time but I wanted to stay close to her. It was so not me but still it felt normal.

Opening her eyes, she grinned saying what wasn't much expected at that current situation. "Kinky." What was wrong with the girl? I didn't have a single idea. To stop her craziness, I loosen my hold pushing myself away from her.

"Be careful to not cross a line again." Saying that I left the room shutting the door with a loud bang, it was better if I didn't go to the music room but it wasn't like we have a choice when our heart is beating toward our fate. Maybe If I didn't try to go after her, nothing would have changed nor would I have fallen that deep. It was a start to everything which started unknowingly, a deep feeling, a desire to know her and to own her.

The next day I woke up on my regular time rushing to school to see her. After our second encounter, the whole night was filled with her thoughts. On one hand I was the one who was pushing her away but on the other hand I was getting impatient to see her again. I already owed her two apologies. I thought that time I would end up saying the right thing but she broke my hope like an egg. As much cringe the example was but that was the way I felt at the moment. 

When I reached the music room she wasn't there. I waited for half an hour but she didn't come. I thought she wouldn't want to see me so I decided to do what I never thought I would do in my life.

I searched for a place to hide myself till she would make an appearance but music class didn't have such a place to hide except for the little space beside speakers. Huffing helplessly, I was trying to get comfortable on so non-comfortable place I was sitting, putting my bag on my knees so as not to be spotted easily.

"Are you waiting for me?" 

"Fuck." A sound came from beside me startling me to death. She was sitting behind the speaker curling herself like a little ball. She giggled at my reaction, putting her hand on her mouth when I glared at her.

"What are you, four?" I asked rudely. I was getting up from the place I was sitting but she pulled me back from my jacket making me fall on my butt. A hiss left my mouth from the dull pain. 

"Sorry, are you hurt?" She said putting her hand on my shoulder. Jerking back my shoulder removing her touch. I stood at my full height to sit on a chair relaxing my sore lump at the same time waiting for her to come out but there wasn't any movement there. Out of curiosity I sat on my knee at the same place I was sitting before to have a look, she was looking ahead zoning at one point. She didn't even notice I was watching her. "Hey. Come back to earth." 

"Why do you come here every day?" She said back still not averting her eyes from the wall in front of her. I didn't have any idea if I should answer honestly or lie to her. She wasn't the egotistic type nor was bitchy, she was just a simple little beauty. I could've looked at her all day without looking away. 

"You aren't going to talk again, are you?" 

"Huh?" Her words brought me back out of my thoughts. Finally looking away from the wall she gave me a view of those beautiful eyes of hers. I wanted to say something but my tongue always got stuck in front of her. She managed to get out from the back of that big size speaker, dusting her clothes. She took her bag and violin case to leave. But I wanted to hear her play again. 

"Wait!" I shout after her before she leaves the class. She stopped at the doorsteps looking back at me. I know I looked desperate but I don't care about how I looked at that moment. All I knew was the way she made me feel.

"I_" 

"Do you hate me?" Before I could say anything she cut me off. Hate? I wasn't capable of hating her even a bit. How could I ever hate her when I was the one everyday rushing to school to just see her play violin?

"Of course not. I wanted to say... sorry for what I did yesterday and for being rude. I didn't _" I was thinking of the right word to tell her my apologies, but then again I didn't know myself why I did something like that. 

"You didn't mean it?" She said when I didn't complete my sentence. I nod at her reply, not bothering to answer verbally. 

"It's ok." Saying that she left the class; I did apologize properly, didn't I? Then, why is it so cold? It's ok. She didn't forgive me yet, otherwise she would smile like always.

Not standing like a statue, I ran out of the class to go after her. This time she was easy to spot since the hallway wasn't crowded. Her back was to me, walking slowly in the hallway. I sped up my pace to catch up with her but she ran faster when she heard my footsteps. 

"You haven't forgiven me yet?" Taking big steps finally I caught up to her standing right in front of her so she couldn't escape again. 

She was staring at me without saying anything. Say something. I was muttering in my mind annoyed by her silence. "Why are you not answering?" I couldn't keep my mouth from saying it loud. 

Smiling, she started walking closer to me like she did yesterday. She was trying to back me up against the wall again like she did yesterday but this time I stayed still, not budging from my place wishing she wouldn't stop either. 

"See how hard it is to cope up with someone like yourself." Finally, she replied but what she said mute me. She didn't back away too; her eyes were busy looking at my face like I was always doing to hers. Getting red cheeks in the school hallway, from a girl I just met wasn't on the agenda. I tried to keep a straight face but I could feel the rush of heat on my face and neck, she was so close.

"If you don't talk how am I supposed to know what I did wrong to make you angry? I can't read minds, you know." Good that you can't read my mind, I thought to myself, still none of us backing away.

"You're not thinking about twisting my hand on my back again, are you? She asked, stepping closer.

"Are you tempting me to do it or you're just asking because you're afraid?" Releasing a sweet giggle instead of backing away she stood on her tip toe brushing her lips on my cheeks leaving a trail of fire.

"Maybe I'm tempting you." I tried to suppress my reaction hoping it wouldn't show on my face. 

"You look cute blushing." Saying that she walked away before turning around and giving me a wink, she was fulfilling the mission of making me blush 4 shades of red. 

She wasn't escaping away from me, she wasn't giving me weird looks like other idiots in school, and she was something rare. I was left dumbfounded in the hallway seeing her walk to her class. Every minute was her thoughts in my mind, her smiles, her eyes, her beauty, the way she giggled, everything was different about her.