Looks That Speak

You kept to yourself mostly. The back of the class was easy and away from the popular people that often made things complicated and hard. It wasn’t necessarily a desire to be alone but rather one to be without drama.

Evan was in a bit of the popular crowd. He had a good bit of friends but was actually nice and genuine unlike a lot of others at school. He was even the type who didn’t want to date. Who didn’t want something fleeting and everyone knew it. Yet his glances go you were just that—fleeting.

For months Evan and you had exchanged looks that spoke louder than words could. It was so obvious what you both wanted. He first looked in curiosity and it slowly changed to yearning. The days passed quickly but never as quick as the passing gaze you’d share.

You knew Evan would never ask you out because he always claimed he didn’t want to date. It made the whole situation even more frustrating. What you didn’t know is that it made him just as tense. He was hanging out with his friend Damon whenever he just had to ask. “Damon what do I even do- she’s she’s…I’m always staring yet it feels like I’ve never gotten a good enough look. It’s like- like I need her tattooed behind my eyes so even when they’re closed I can still see how gorgeous she is…” He almost whined in frustration to his friend Damon who knew a bit about his so called “little interest.”