Nana: Falling in October

Monday morning still had people dwelling on the weekend and missing their beds. Everyone moved like zombies. The teachers were so full of life on a Monday morning as they greeted us at the school gate, bursting into high-fives. It is likely that the coffee they drank gave them the power to endure early Monday mornings.

I propped my feet in my locker as I adjusted my black sock that slipped down. There was a tap on my shoulder. I tucked my hair behind my ear so I could see who it was. Standing there was Jessica. She clutched her bag to her chest. We stared at one another for a good minute before one of us spoke.

"About your confession." I paused taking my foot out of my locker and fully faced Jessica looking up at her.

It had to be a crime to look this pretty early in the morning, especially on a Monday morning. I looked like a potato.

Jessica looked at me with those puppy dog eyes, her bottom lip stuck out.

"I...I'm not into girls," I said.

"Oh." She lets out a small laugh. "I feel foolish now. I'm really sorry." Jessica's voice broke at the end of sorry. She quickly turned on her heels facing away from me.

"We can be friends!" I said stopping her from walking away. I didn't have friends, to begin with, and that's all I could offer her. She didn't bother turning around to face me.

"I don't wanna be your friend." She said. "What if I can get you to fall for me?"

"That's impossible," I said with a laugh.

"I have amazing charm. I bet you by the end of October you'll fall for me." Jessica smiled.

"Good luck trying to get a straight girl to fall for you," I said with a playful eye roll. Jessica steps forward. It only took her two steps to be in front of me. She looked down at me with her brown eyes.

"I don't need luck. When there's something I want, I go after it until it's mine." She said. She leaned beside me. Her breath tickled my ear. "Everyone is a little gay." She laughed stepping away from me and winking. She turned and left. I'm standing there flustered by her words.

"Everyone is a little gay?" I murmur to myself.

That's not true at all. Is it? I couldn't possibly be a little gay? I've never looked at another girl in any kind of way that I would be attracted to her. The bell rings, breaking me from my thoughts. I closed my locker and picked up my bag from the floor.

I took out my phone and saw today's date: October 2, 2017

She was doing the impossible. She's going to be heartbroken when the end of October comes, and I haven't fallen for her.

This was something new to me, having another girl like me.