love at NOT first sight chapter 1

“love at first sight isn’t true! its just infatuation!” everyone has told me the same old thing, i dont believe that, they’re just trying to stop me stop me from finding a love, the thing ive been longing for all of these years!, every time i confess to the boy i love he rejects me, “im sorry but i dont feel that towards you”. they always respond, either im going after the wrong guys or their making the wrong girl fall in love, “love” everyone’s heard it, everyone’s felt it, but what exactly is it? is it a meaning of life? or a chemical reaction?, or is it a poison getting ready to strike?. ive put deep thought into that question, nothing wrong with that i suppose, a few months ago my dad got a new job, meaning i had to move to a smallish town, kind of a deadbeat town, as in lonely but its fun so i guess i dont mind, the boys are cute and ive fell for some. but somethings still missing, it isn’t friends i have plenty, nor is it fun things maybe.., maybe im missing a deeper purpose, maybe im meant for something but.. what is it?, cold-stone lake, the smallish lonely town i live in, the schools are pretty nice and decently sized. i haven’t been bullied, however i have felt like the odd one out, i know why that is too, its because im so fascinated by romance, or as my parents say “infatuated” with it, that mystical thing i love romance, its out there but when will my time shine?, the day when a boy will love me?. im standing by my locker, waiting for the bright red bell to ring loudly, that dusty old timely looking bell, im standing awkwardly waiting for it to signal me to class, quietly fidgeting nervously as i feel peoples eyes on me, why’re they staring at me?. sweat starts beading up on my forehead, i look around nervously as my breathing speeds up, then that bell rings loudly and everyone starts running, walking, pushing people out of the way, a guy gets shoved into me from the crowd which results in my stuff getting spilled across the glossy floor. i groan loudly, seriously? why’d this have to happen?, this seriously blows! i scramble quickly to grab my stuff, my eyebrows curl from that recent incident, after all the stuff ends up in my hands again the tardy bell rings!, great.. just when i thought it couldn’t get worse. i dash quickly to my classroom door, i knock awkwardly on the door and wait, thats when the teacher mr.brent opens the door, “ah! did those zombie squirrels get you?”, mr.brent asks with a chuckle in his voice the whole class bursts into laughter. my face turns a tomato red, sweat starts beading on my forehead, my hands are getting clammy from the unwanted attention, “hehe anyway enough with the jokes, why were you late?” mr.brent asks me, his voice is now serious, “i got pushed to the floor and my stuff fell on the ground”, i say awkwardly. everyone’s eyes are pointed onto me, suddenly a guy stands up, “sorry! i didn’t mean to push him into you”, some random guy towards the back of the class says, “that idiot needed to get a tutoring lesson on attitude adjustment so i gave it to him”. the guy says with a smirk, “yeah? well i think you need one to!” i yell at him, his eyes wided slightly “why’re you so rude? geese! i said i was sorry”, he says with rage in his voice “just hit her!”. someone yells loudly, “no i dont hurt girls” he says with a polite tone, “and if anyone’s wondering im Ethan holster, 13 i got held back so that explains why im a old man” Ethan says jokingly, everyone bursts out into laughter then Ethan looks at me “what about you?”. he asks me curiously, “Olivia” i say quietly, he gives me a small smile “well dont give me any attitude adjustments alright?” he asks me, “as long as you aren’t a jerk!” i yell back at him, he then stares at me, “alright” he says with a smirk then he sits back down “ahem! lets uh.. continue on shall we?”. mr.brent says awkwardly, i sit down still enraged from that annoying guy, “psst Olivia” my friend Jane whispers to me, “what?” i ask her curiously, “Ethan could totally be your type” she says nudging me slightly “heck no! a jerk like him? no way!”. i tell Jane fastly, “how about Ethan? care to answer the math equation 8 x 7?”, mr.brent asks curiously Ethan nods, his arms are flapping loudly “its! this!” he shouts, he then says the answer and the teacher agrees, if that annoying jerk is here it’ll be a long day!. im sitting in my seat slouching, my arm is resting on the table, im leaning onto my arm wishing that this boring lesson will be over with, i look across the room and see him. Ethan staring at me, i give him a weird glance and look away, it seems as if Jane has noticed because after i look away from him she nudges my arm, “what Jane?”. i ask her curiously, this is one of the worst times she could chat with me, we’re learning this confusing math, quite frankly ive been failing this class because of that fact Jane smiles. “well i caught you and Ethan staring into each others eyes”, she says giving me a cheeky smile, oh great.. now she thinks some chemistry is going on between me and him. so i give her one of my “your joking” looks, “come on! you know you like him!” Jane says a bit to loud, mr.brent whips around and stares us down like a hawk, “Olivia is there.. something you need to share?”. he asks with a stern look on his face, “uh no its just..” now im stuttering and acting like some type of awkward turtle, “just what? is mr.ethan still on your mind?”. mr.brent asks coldly, i shake my head vigorously, “oh really? it seemed like Jane had something to say otherwise” mr.brent says, he isn’t helping this situation at all!. “they were staring each other, she must love him why else would she?”, Jane says confidently you know what, forget what i said JANE isn’t making this better!. everyone’s starts laughing and pointing at me, “olivias got a crush” they all chant together, tears start forming, this is so much embarrassment, out of everything on this earth. i cannot stand public humiliation, suddenly theirs a loud slam, i look over and see Ethan with his hands slammed on the desk, “ALL OF YOU STOP BULLYING HER!!”. he yells at the top of his lungs, “she has not done anything wrong! so, why’re you acting like such trashy people? or perhaps.. is that how everyone acts in this trash hole?”. Ethan says with a tone of booming domination, he isn’t taking anything from anybody, i can sense that he then gets up from his seat, “if you bully her again.. then prepare to eat a knuckle sandwich”. he says while holding his fist up for everybody to see, he then starts walking over to me and hands me a tissue, “you okay?” he asks me kindly. “no.. those people were so rude, it doesn’t help that im anxious here on my first day of school”. i say nearer to tears, “i get it and honestly i thought it was rude for them to treat you that way” he says, then at the worse timing the bell rings, so we get our stuff and head to science. once we are in it returns, the side of Ethan that makes me hate him, hes rude but nice not only that hes so immature, Jane is sitting by me awkwardly, “Jane this is your fault”. i mumble under my breath, “hey! dont blame me” she says back at me “you brought that convo up in class and it ended up making me cry” i say angerly at her, i raise my hand up. “hey mrs.joletski may i sit somewhere else?” i ask, she looks at me with a smile, “of course Olivia feel free to do so, i want you to be comfortable on your first day of school”. she says smiling at me, i gather my stuff quickly and head to a new seat, the only seat available. was by Ethan, i have a like hate relationship with me, not that like though only as well.., in a way thats less then friends but less then enemy’s, and especially NOT in a relationship. “hey Olivia is Jane still mad at you?”, he asks me curiously i nod, “and i assume you’re still mad at her” he says with a smirk, “of course dummy what do you think?”. i say at him rudely, he just smiles at me “sorry if we got off on the wrong foot” he says apologetically, “i-its just” he stutters his hands are shaking, “are you cold or something?”. i ask him, why is he shaking so bad? “i o-only tease you cause your reactions are”, once again he stutters “t-their cute” he mumbles awkwardly under his breath. my eyes wided, my face probably looks as if someone murdered a tomato, “d-did you just?-“, then at the worse timing the teacher comes in, “okay everyone we’re gonna be learning chemical reactions!” she says, love and chemical reactions, its the same thing as if this day couldn’t get weirder!.