I was lying on my bed, lost in thoughts really tired but couldn't sleep. Who was she? Why was she on my mind at 3 in the morning. I couldn't stop thinking about her, she was so ordinary yet so special. The only bold thing about her was the hair, she had beautiful hair like silk. Finally I felt asleep thinking about her.
Let's call me Claire, People say I'm pretty I don't think alike but I standout in crowds that I knew for sure. I'm not that talented but people these days only care for
beauty. I go to a good college in my city Im not that hardworking but I do okay in class, it's just why I cant work hard, because I know I'll pass anyway . I just had no motive to be alive and I just couldn't see why I wake up every morning so early just to study something I don't even care for, I had a bit different family and a slightly rough childhood,I wasn't depressed I just didn't like the fact that I'm alive and have this stupid routine studying and work what for when I don't even want to live, Until oneday.
I was sitting in my english class, this one girl was late had the guts to say " I hope I'm not that late" to the teacher who was very strict and she was 20 minutes late. To my surprise the teacher didn't say anything to her instead she motioned her to sit down. I didn't realise I had been staring at the girl this whole time and we had an eye contact, it was very long till she reached her seat and sat down. Something about her was very very attractive to me. She wasn't that pretty, but I liked her hair. I kept staring at her from the back she was sitting two rows ahead of me. I really liked her I didn't know that I were infact a lesbian.
The next day I went to college with this weird excitement, maybe of seeing her again. I actually wanted to get up in the morning. I ended up taking all of the lectures because of her which btw never usually happened, because she was so horny for knowledge like she sat in the first row closest to the teacher paying attention to each word. I was a popular girl in my college I never used to care for other girls or there buisness. I literally saw her the first time that day since the semester had started. So I paid attention to the roll call and was waiting for her to say present at her name so I could know her name. I was to arrogant to ask for it. I never had to make the first move and all the girls in my class really liked me but she didn't pay much attention to me. That's what made me even more curious about her.
The next day I was in the basketball court it's quite big, with my friends. Like I said I was quite popular in college so wherever we would be there'd always be a cluster of girls around us observing us, staring and talking about me and my group. There was a game going on one side of the court, I didn't like basketball that much, but when I saw that girl, let's just call her light( I have a reason for that name) because I'm not that comfortable saying her real name, I suddenly became very interested in that game. I stood up and went closer to watch it, I wanted to cheer for the other team, but they sucked. And Light was a very good player. She looked so attractive concentrated on the game.
So I started cheering for them instead she looked at me and smiled, and I felt like I would faint I don't know why it was such a big deal for me I mean she was a very average looking girl but to me, to me she seemed like the most beautiful girl in the world. I went back to my friends they were all so shocked that I for no reason at all just went and started cheering for some girls I don't even know, and a game that I don't have even the slightest interest in. But they didn't know, they didn't know.
I told my friends the girl Light was in all of my classes, I asked them if they thought she was pretty, and the all said she's not an eye catching beauty but yeah she had some nice features and her hair was really pretty. And one of my friend said she found her attractive, Talia and I had similar taste in almost everything. So I thought there's a type of people that might find her attractive, very attractive, so much that from the first time they saw her haven't stopped thinking about her, and by them I mean me.