My first Magazine Issue 11: If/만약 | Page 22

feel uncomfortable .”
I peeked at the black figure through the mirror and noticed that it was that new goth guy and replied , “ Oh you ’ re that new guy , and no you ’ re not bothering me . I hope you ’ re having a nice first day . Also , I think it would be nice if we could see your eyes . Haha .”
The new guy replied , “ Haha nice joke , we ’ ll see about that .”
I could instantly feel blood rushing through my cheeks as I got out of the bathroom ; my face must ’ ve been as red as a tomato by then . I looked down at my leather watch and saw I only had five minutes till fourth period . I was always the type of girl who got to class at least fifteen minutes early to get prepared . I started running when a hand with black nail polish grabbed me from the back and put one earphone piece into my ear . The music was as loud as if an elephant was giving birth .
I looked back and it was the new guy . He just looked at me with his usual poker face and whispered , “ Why so tense ? We still have like five minutes dude , that ’ s like three hundred seconds . Just relax . The master will do his job well by keeping you calm .”
I found it funny that he found Linkin Park relaxing and calming . All I wanted to do was take the earphones out but I kept them in out of respect and I found myself trying to look for his hidden eyes under his bangs . I continued to stare at him as we walked to our classroom . We entered the class in a jiffy and it was true I wasn ’ t late to class ; there was no need to rush . For once , I felt relaxed and calm . During period four , all I did was wonder : If I hadn ’ t opened that bathroom door , would any of this happened ?
Afterwards , I had a free period so I dragged myself to the other side of the campus and made my way to the library . I opened up my textbook but couldn ’ t help eavesdropping on the “ pretty ” posse . All I could hear was Cecelia bragging about her date with the captain of the idiot team boyfriend . Then it got me daydreaming about the new goth guy . What would be like if I go out with him ? Would I start wearing black lipstick and eyeliner ? Would I dye my ginger hair to charcoal black ? Would I be all emo and depressed ? Would I hang out in the cemetery late at night with his goth gang ? All these delightful thoughts rushed through my crazy imaginative brain , which left a smile on my face . Then I caught a shadow lurking over me , and as soon as I turned my head around I saw the goth guy smiling back at me .
Stunned , I creaked out , “ Hey there , you want a seat ?”
“ Sure , thanks . Why were you eavesdropping on the next table ? Are they talking about you ?”
“ Nope , I doubt it . She ’ s contemplating on what shade she should get for her tan to look like a golden goddess for her perfect boyfriend .”
“ To me , it sounds like you ’ re jealous and that you want a boyfriend of your own .” “ Me ? No , I don ’ t do guys .”
“ Hmm . What do you think it would be like , if you were my girlfriend ? I ’ ll pick you up tomorrow midnight and we can go recite poems at the cemetery !”
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It was amusing to see how he got excited when he mentioned the cemetery date but I knew I wasn ’ t ready for a boyfriend . What if he was only joking ? A million thoughts raced my mind , and I didn ’ t know what to say . What would it be like if I was his girlfriend ?