Dear Thomas: part I

Dear diary:
                 My name is Brian; I’m 16 years old starting today, it’s my birthday. I woke up this morning with the annoying sound of my brothers singing me happy birthday. (I have two older brothers and a little sister who is 14). I got into the shower and my oldest brother called Stephen (19 years old) started taking photos of me in middle of my shower. I tried to cover myself with the towel but it was too late, he was gone laughing at his fantastic session of photographs.
                 While I was still in the bathroom I noticed some laughter in the living room, it was Gary (17 years old). I guessed he was laughing about the shots I had modeled  in a few minutes ago. When I got out of my self-cleaning time I opened the bathroom door and there was Alison, my sister, with the camera in her hands, and she said: “take it, and delete the photos, I haven’t seen them” she gave it to me, I took it and said: “thank you very much”. Yeah, these sorts of things are quite common in my house, an everyday issue.
                 I entered in my room and started dressing up with school uniform. When I got out of my room the breakfast was served and my mother hugged me, kissed my cheek, all my face and didn’t stop apologizing because she was late for work (my dad died when I was 8 years old so my mother has to take 2 jobs to pay bills), she said: “breakfast is ready, I made a cake for you, share it with your brothers, I’m late. Forgive me please” and she ran out and got into a car I had never seen.
                   I sat down in the table with my brothers and then my sister went in the room, kissed my cheek and sat at the table. We started eating as fast as we could, it was delicious, then we said goodbye to Stephen (he works on a shop in a mall on Mondays). Gary has luck because his girlfriend has a car so he got into her car and went to school. Allison and me started walking to the bus station, she was very happy today.

- What’s going on? Your mood is fantastic today… -

- I’ve got a feeling that something interesting will happen. Have you ever felt the same? -

- No. you’re just a freak. - I said, and we laughed at the same time.

                 We were at the bus stop, when a cute guy, I can assume it was my same age, stood near us, obviously my sister was excited about that guy that got in the bus with us and talked to me about how cute he was all the way to school. When the bell rang we said goodbye each other and I got in my class. I started talking to a friend of mine, she is called Jennifer, but everybody calls her jenny. Actually she is my only friend. When Mrs. Wright walked into the class she told us to pay attention.

- Class, please listen to me for a moment, there’s a new member of the class, he is called Thomas and he comes from England, I’ll be pleased if you integrate him well to the class. – She made a pause – well, come in then.

                 Then he walked in to the class and there was the boy that my sister and I had seen on the bus. He was happy of being here I could tell because of the expression of his face. I looked at jenny; she was already talking with all the girls about how hot the new guy was. What the hell does he have? Maybe his nice deep blue eyes, a well-made body, dark hair, red lips, tall… Okay I have to admit it, the guy was perfect; and I’m just jealous because he integrated really fast to the men’s group and the girls were already flirting him.
The whole day the new kid was the center of attention. When the bell rang indicating lunchtime, I took my things and went to my locker. There he was in the locker row opposite to mine. Oh My God! What have I done to disserve this!! I’ve always been the kid that nobody knows and besides he has been totally popular in only his first day at school, and now, the most popular kid is near me everywhere, so that means that now I will be more invisible than ever. Then I walked to the cafeteria, I sat down alone like every day because jenny and her friends talk about girly stuff during lunch (what dress you bought this weekend, what boy is more sexy everyday, who is dating who) that kind of stuff that I don’t mind about. Then, someone sat in front of me; it was Thomas. In that moment my mind exploded, why is he sitting with me?

- What’s your name? I saw you in the bus this morning. –he said

- Brian. –

-  You are in my math class? Aren’t you?

- Yes. –

                 I started eating, and so he started too. We didn’t say a word during that lunch. Sometimes I looked around to see him and suddenly our eyes found each other’s for a moment. Suddenly I noticed that my cell phone was ringing, I looked at it and it was a message from jenny: “can you ask him his cell number? His mail? Something please?” I looked at the girls in the group; they were all looking at the new kid and me. If I didn’t do what jenny asked me surely I would be bombarded that afternoon with lots of critiques (you’re a scaredy cat! Why didn’t you ask him? Etc).
I looked at him; he was just finishing his last piece of meat.

-  What’s your cell number? –

- Hm? – He looked at me – Sorry; I was just lost in my thoughts, what did you say? –

- Can you give me your cell number? –

- Ok. Let’s swap numbers. - He looked at me with a lovely smile and expression.

                 We swapped numbers. Why was he happy all time? In my first day at school the only thing I would be thinking about is of the fear of how people will react to me. But he was always willing to make friends. Why was he so kind?

- Well I’m going now. – He smiled at me. – I have to prepare for art class now.

- Nice to meet you.

                 He started walking and he disappeared behind the closing door of the cafeteria, in that moment, suddenly jenny and her friends cornered me.

- Tell us! What did you talk about? Is he dummy, boring or he’s ok?-

- The guy is perfect. –

                They started talking about the guy again. Then they added his cell phone to their contact list and they went too class. The rest of the day was really boring. When the bell rang to signal that today’s classes had ended I went to my locker and there was Thomas. I took my school bag and I had started to walk when he said:

- Can I walk with you home? We live near each other. –

- Ok. – I smiled and so did he.-

                 We went back home without saying a word. Suddenly I realized that there was a sound, was my heart the one that was beating so fast? As time passed, everything started going really slowly for me. I got even more nervous.

- Well this is my street. – He said.

- Ok then. –

- See you tomorrow. –

- See you. –

                 In home I was alone, Alison had gone to a friend’s house and Gary maybe was making out with his girlfriend somewhere. So I cleaned the house: washed the dishes, tidied up the bedrooms. (My brothers and me sleep in the same room; only Alison and my mother have their own bedroom.) Then they all arrived at different times, we had dinner and went to bed.
                I’ll write in you another day, I promise. But now I have to sleep!