my dizzy head is numb. ☆

Jessica soon arrives at her locker and it doesn’t take her long to find what she’s looking for. She puts the notebook in her bag and turns around in direction to the teacher’s lounge. But, a brute force stops her before she can take another step.

She looks up to find that she has collided with another human being.

“Oh my– S-sorry. Are you okay?” A strange boy is looking down at her, his hands holding her forearms like he’s trying to keep her from falling apart. She frowns at him. She has never seen the likes of him before.

He has the weirdest eyes and, she knows she’s staring, but she can’t look away.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. I’m the one… sorry. I-I wasn’t looking where I was going,” she stammers, and a part of her wants to yell at her to compose herself.

“No, no, I was the one that got in your way, I’m sorry,” he smiles apologetically and then they’re both looking down at his hands still on her forearms and, then, he’s letting go of her. His hand immediately goes to the back of his neck and she doesn’t know how to feel. She thinks that maybe he’s the cutest boy she’s ever met.

“I-I… It’s okay, I’m fine,” she says. She is suddenly feeling this little flutter in the pit of her stomach and, next, her hands are clammy and she can’t stop blushing.

“I’m an idiot, I’m sorry, I just… The thing is, I got lost and… I saw you and thought to maybe ask you for directions,” he is also flushing. And it finally hits her why she doesn’t know him. He’s new. Which… is weird. It was known that because the school was so privileged and academically demanding that it was very hard to get in. She herself only got a scholarship after she single-handedly won her public school a national Math competition back when she was in Eighth grade.

“Oh! Of course, sure, I could do that, where are you going?” She smiles at him, big and toothy and ready to please.

He looks down at a slip of paper he has gotten out of his pocket, and she takes that little window to study him. His look is relaxed, simple and, at the same time, intriguing. He wears a black leather jacket over a simple white t-shirt with some black jeans. He is a walking cliché, but Jessica thinks he looks cool. His curly short hair is a little disheveled atop his head, and his cheeks are still a little tinted, probably from embarrassment. She’s sure, right there and then, that he’s the most beautiful boy she has ever laid eyes on.

He looks up at her with those eyes that disarm her. She could definitely say that they are brown. But, they are not just brown. They spark and glow, and are light like the glass of whiskey she’s seen Bianca drink. He stares at her, and they stare at each other.

Is really hard for their words to come out, and she likes to think that maybe he is also transfixed with her own dark brown eyes. That maybe he thinks they look like a delicious cup of hot cocoa, and that he wants to go drink that with her right now. Is this what it feels like to fall in love at first sight?

“Do you know where BER-101 is? I’ve walked this whole building and there’s no Wing or Area that’s called Ber, so I’ve kinda lost all hope here,” his words come out breezily and sheepishly. She nods, understanding his dilemma right away.

“This happens all the time,” she rolls her eyes cheekily, but she’s glad that they haven’t tried to clear the problem with that classroom. “That’s actually the library. It’s called Berge Library and there are some classrooms there for Philosophy and stuff like that…”

“Ya. That makes a lot of sense, but at the same time none at all,” they’re both smiling and Jessica has never smiled so much before.

“Come on, I’ll walk you there, I actually probably have the same class as you,” she says, just realizing that he had said the classroom of her next class.

“Really?” he snaps his fingers, catching up to what is happening. “Makes sense why your first example was Philosophy. I’m Ryder, by the way. Jonathan Ryder, actually, but everyone just calls me Ryder,” he extends his hand and she takes it enthusiastically. She feels a little tingle at the tip of her fingers at touching him, and then all over. This is definitely what love at first sight feels like.

“I’m Jessica Ramsey, Jess for short.” She retreats her hand after three seconds, more because of the habit instilled on her by her late father to give a solid, impressive handshake.

“Wow, strong handshake,” he whistles, and she almost glows with pride. “Nice to meet you, Jess.”

“Nice to meet you too, Ryder.”

Here's to words that tell the truth, when it's easier to lie
Here's to staring into the sun, when you used to close your eyes
I was the dark before the dawn, the voice without a song,
The words that came out wrong but you heard me all along

Untangle me, I'm not looking for a sign,
Keep your body next to mine and set me free
Untangle me, from these feelings trapped inside
Way out past the smoke and fire is where I'll be,
I've been waiting such a long time for someone to come along, untangle me

I'm on the inside looking outside, that's the only place I've been
Hesitating, suffocating, but then you let me in
I was the storm before the calm, the hope is hanging on,
The words that came out wrong, but you heard me all along

Untangle me, I'm not looking for a sign,
Keep your body next to mine and set me free
Untangle me, from these feelings trapped inside
Way out past the smoke and fire is where I'll be,

Yeah, whoa, untangle me, whoa
And maybe for the first time, you'll get the best of me
The part that isn't broken like before,
The man I'm not afraid of anymore

Untangle me, I'm not looking for a sign,
Keep your body next to mine, set me free, yeah
Untangle me, from these feelings trapped inside
Way out past the smoke and fire is where I'll be,
I've been waiting such a long time for someone to come along, untangle me

Whoa, oh no baby
Untangle me,
Whoa, oh keep on waiting
Untangle me
Whoa, that's all I'm saying
Untangle me